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Overstaying...
October 13, 2008… A Monday I had been called into a supervisor’s office and asked my honest opinion about the day to day operations in the department. Pressed for my honest opinion, I gave it and some suggestions for opportunities for improvement with it. Because, naturally, a problem without a solution is just a complaint. Despite having asked for my opinion and received it quite professionally, the only response she would muster was – and I remember it like it was yesterday – “things just aren’t going to get any better.” At that moment, I decided that I could no longer remain in that situation and began shopping my resume around the company for a situation that would not land me under one of those “well at least we have a job”-ass supervisors. My problem was my effectiveness. I can have a laundry list of complaints about something, but if it is what I am tasked with doing to be sure to it that my mor...
True Story©... My Emotional Support Rooster™
You’ve seen them in the news and on the internets. People showing up to the airport with the damndest of animals; squirrels, peacocks, sugar gliders, children, hamsters/gerbils, untrained dogs and basically any other animal they probably shouldn’t be trying to bring into the passenger compartment in an airplane. Laws are catching up with these silly-ass attempts at shirking an otherwise ill-defined system and I guess it is all for the better. But did I tell y’all about my emotional support rooster? Stop laughing, it was a real thing. I didn’t even bother giving him a name. As the great both of you may be aware, I LIVE for a good inappropriate double entendre, and there is no doubler of the doubles of being able to talk about my cock and not having it exist as a reference to my winky. One could go as far as to say that my gymnastics with the English language is important to normal existence for me, so the exis...