I'm spending the afternoon tomorrow with coworkers on a boat. This does not please me. Not only do I have to socialize with coworkers (uhg) but I have to be on a freakin' boat. I hate boats, seriously. Alas, I'm (and I quote)
'setting the tone' for all the other poor contractors that have never been invited on this outing and now may be. Again.. uhg.
My one saving grace: The cocktails served and the motion sickness pill I'll be taking before I get on the damn floating death trap.
Should I not return.. dredge Lake Minnetonka and send my boss a fuck you letter for me.
'setting the tone' for all the other poor contractors that have never been invited on this outing and now may be. Again.. uhg.
My one saving grace: The cocktails served and the motion sickness pill I'll be taking before I get on the damn floating death trap.
Should I not return.. dredge Lake Minnetonka and send my boss a fuck you letter for me.
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Cocktails in a boat ... That can get kinky.
