Entry 2
Moron's sister Alexandra is running around the place asking everyone to smell her hand. If she wasn't the boss's sister she'd be slapped, but as it is she isn't. Just today as I came in the office she jumped up and demanded what I thought of the new perfume, 'Bad Girl.'
'Bad Girl.' Interesting name. I hear that everyday. I hear it being yelled from my mouth when I come home to see that my dog just crapped all over the dining room floor. "Bad Girl! BAD GIRL!!!" Apparently Alexandra doesn't have a dog. That surprises me since she's such a bit- you know what. Now she goes around spraying people with her perfume and with that high pitch squeal she calls a voice demands their opinion. She jumped up and sprayed Everett Roth from Marketing in the eyes. Everett, not knowing what was happening, sprayed her back with mace. Poor guy. He works in the mail room now.
What happened to the good old days when Spaulding Pharmaceuticals was busy doing stuff like making clones? That was fun. Jeremy Anstinson from Sales made a clone of himself played the funniest prank on his wife...
Well, anyway. Moron's in his office sleeping at his desk while he thinks Shadow Boy is off doing something businessy. I know he's asleep because I had to walk into his office to put some papers in his desk. Something odd happened. While I was writing the word "Dork" on his face with permanent ink, he said something in his sleep: "Maryanne."
Who's Maryanne? Probably one of his girlfriends. Maybe she has blackmail on him. Wouldn't be the first time. If I had a nickel every time a woman threatened to go public with some pictures of Alan in the Rocky Horror Picture Show costume, I wouldn't have to work here.
Sigh. Closing time. I get to go home. And after the kids are put the bed and the dog's crap is cleaned up, I'm going to sit down, pour a glass of wine, listen to some music, and watch the security tape of Alexandra being sprayed with mace.
Ahh. Good times.
Moron's sister Alexandra is running around the place asking everyone to smell her hand. If she wasn't the boss's sister she'd be slapped, but as it is she isn't. Just today as I came in the office she jumped up and demanded what I thought of the new perfume, 'Bad Girl.'
'Bad Girl.' Interesting name. I hear that everyday. I hear it being yelled from my mouth when I come home to see that my dog just crapped all over the dining room floor. "Bad Girl! BAD GIRL!!!" Apparently Alexandra doesn't have a dog. That surprises me since she's such a bit- you know what. Now she goes around spraying people with her perfume and with that high pitch squeal she calls a voice demands their opinion. She jumped up and sprayed Everett Roth from Marketing in the eyes. Everett, not knowing what was happening, sprayed her back with mace. Poor guy. He works in the mail room now.
What happened to the good old days when Spaulding Pharmaceuticals was busy doing stuff like making clones? That was fun. Jeremy Anstinson from Sales made a clone of himself played the funniest prank on his wife...
Well, anyway. Moron's in his office sleeping at his desk while he thinks Shadow Boy is off doing something businessy. I know he's asleep because I had to walk into his office to put some papers in his desk. Something odd happened. While I was writing the word "Dork" on his face with permanent ink, he said something in his sleep: "Maryanne."
Who's Maryanne? Probably one of his girlfriends. Maybe she has blackmail on him. Wouldn't be the first time. If I had a nickel every time a woman threatened to go public with some pictures of Alan in the Rocky Horror Picture Show costume, I wouldn't have to work here.
Sigh. Closing time. I get to go home. And after the kids are put the bed and the dog's crap is cleaned up, I'm going to sit down, pour a glass of wine, listen to some music, and watch the security tape of Alexandra being sprayed with mace.
Ahh. Good times.