HNT - Bad Day At Work
Wednesday was terrible.
All I will say is that we had a great guy quit because of all the shit thrown at us drafters.
Actually, it was a bunch of shit thrown at me and him. Not that kinda shit, rumors like that fly about all the employees at least once. It’s a thrill when they turn out to be right (meaning the people get irritated and complain; innocent people just don’t do that). No, it was rediculous shit involving every single supervisor above me, including the president of the company himself. This guy quit just before the public ass chewing, which I had to endure alone. Fun, no?
I was even trying to have a good day, too; I mean, I was doing my best to feel sexy, which meant I was actually wearing eyeliner and lipstick (that’s how you know I’m really not feeling like I look good…I pull out the lipstick). I was also wearing my white shirt. Yup, the lovely little top that I love. Along with my collar and the bunny 
Yup yup. I think that is the ONLY thing I like about this place; they let you dress in your own style, so long as it’s not insanely immodest or overly obscene. Me? I only have the collar and the bunny. And my shirts. There’s this other guy…yikes…that’s all I’m gonna say.
