sniggitysnags

I fucking love my job....

I get in today. Have a few things to do, make a mass email about alias coming to TNT, blah blah blah, and some NASCAR banners needed to be worked on. Then we go to lunch in the Highlands, enjoy the breeze.

4pm: mandatory meeting.....

Arrive to the room, tons of people *all of TNT* we're like wtf.... We are waiting for Steve *main guy at TNT* he shows up 5 minutes late.....

Announces... "There are2 things we haven't done this year. 1) Celebrate for the best summer we've ever had, and 2) get our floor fixed up. Sooooo Today, consider work over. We have drinks and food for everyone and a DJ." Everyone " YAY!!!!" So its 6pm and I got tipsy at work, ha! They had all the drinks and shots and food in our cubicles where we are about to move to. They had the beer in mine! Go beer cubical! My work fucking owns!

On top of all that. I dont have to go in Friday because the movers will be taking all my crap up to my new cubical so I dont need to be there. This means I have a 4 day weekend with Labor Day on Monday, THEN Im off next Friday because Ill be in NY, muhahahhahah