And I shoulda been gone.
It's apparently the week of neverending obnoxious songs stuck in my head.
A co-worker and I decided we should write a movie about our workplace. It's way funnier than that place in Office Space. We've had a tech set himself on fire doing a hardware swap, mute-button tirades, (including one where the guy hit speaker instead of mute. pure genius) a guy who could (and frequently did) sleep with his eyes open, and snored as if possessed by demons from the 9th pit of hell.
We've had some of the most bizarre conversations ever. One last night involved a debate over whether a raccoon could be taught to drive a car.
We're not really writing a movie script.
It's apparently the week of neverending obnoxious songs stuck in my head.
A co-worker and I decided we should write a movie about our workplace. It's way funnier than that place in Office Space. We've had a tech set himself on fire doing a hardware swap, mute-button tirades, (including one where the guy hit speaker instead of mute. pure genius) a guy who could (and frequently did) sleep with his eyes open, and snored as if possessed by demons from the 9th pit of hell.
We've had some of the most bizarre conversations ever. One last night involved a debate over whether a raccoon could be taught to drive a car.
We're not really writing a movie script.