See, the problem is, last week this job got so bad that I lost my mind. That wasn't the worst of it. Nobody really noticed here at work because the quality of my output didn't change at all. Well, to be fair, the quality of their requests didn't demand much, but that's a different story. I once told my boss I always matched the quality of my output to the quality of his input and he smacked me. But I digress.
Anyway, as I said, losing my mind wasn't so bad. The problem is that it found its way back, and it picked up a few friends along the way. And from the sound of things it was hanging out in some really seedy bars.
Will you guys just SHUT UP for a second? We're not going to go rent a 'Veggie Tales' movie in the middle of the work day!
It's been a distraction, to say the least.
Not only that, but when he's not looking we try to surf to forbidden sights. We expect IT to come throw his tail outta here any minute.
Shalom.
Shalom.