Where are my weasels...

[muck_a_luck]

OK, people. I'm just trying to get through the day, here. If I pick up the phone and say, cheerfully, "Good morning, Boss' office!" and it is actually 12:11pm, you don't need to pause, then meaningfully, with a little smug voice, say, "Good AFTERNOON." You should just be glad I didn't pick up the phone and say, "WHAT the hell do YOU want?!" Perhaps that's what I should start saying to the Good AFTERNOON people...

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[amise.livejournal.com]

OMG, I totally want to do that, though for different reasons. I have a couple of silly people at work who are getting on my last nerve. When I see them, not only do I want to ask what the hell do they want NOW?, I want to whap upside the head with my phone.

Bastards.

[muck-a-luck.livejournal.com]

If you do that, please, please post about it triumphantly...