The person I'd earmarked as the Ideal Reader has complained about too many writings about cats, and put in a request for some analysis of the new Dead Sea scrolls and the implications of the Jewish religion and, by extension, Christianity and the Council of Nicea.
That guy's a boring douche, don't you think?! I mean, THE DEAD SEA SCROLLS? INSTEAD OF KITTIES?!
He's fucking fired and I've put a contract out on his children's life.
It was pretty cool - he doesn't have any kids yet so it was sort of like buying pork belly futures made of sadness and tragedy.
None of my bosses are in the office today. Neither is my primary coworker. She's on vacation which sounds suspicious to me. . . why didn't she take a Staycation like the rest of 'Murika?
The fiance and I are so patriotic we're taking a Staycation for our honeymoon!
Plus the plane tickets were ridiculously priced for anything in Europe. Taking that money and spending half of it on drugs was a much better idea, one that I was able to get behind 100% and will be a great surprise for Andrea after the wedding.