Call Me Insane (Or Stupid)
So the CFO of our company calls me and asks whether I would be willing to work overtime tomorrow helping out with the month-end inventory. Being the putz I am, I said yes. So I’ll be getting my jollies here bright and early in the morning. Grrrrr…. On a positive note, I will be getting paid overtime, so that will help out in the end.
Now I’m in the mood to go out tonight for some strange reason. I’ve finally lost it.
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