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[weaktwos]

There must be something in the air. This morning was such a cluster at work. But I came out on top, as I always should.

I had to argue with home office giving us bad data and worse support, and watch them try to place the blame on me for their incompetence, and then watch them verbally feel the heel of my boot as I showed them clear evidence that they were full of crap.

I find the need to borrow the wisdom of kellinator and say, “I’m surrounded by dicksmacks.”

But the day got better. Much better. And tonight proves to be joyous, as well.

Comments

[ex-shaggy817.livejournal.com]

it's all about 15" of oily grit gleaming back at you as you turn around, baybee.

[weaktwos.livejournal.com]

I think you can kiss my grits, baybee.