in the real world, you meet many different kinds of people. but really, there only ever are two kinds. One: the ones whose skills are limited to covering their own arse only. Two: the god sent ones.
in a day at work, i face countless of attacks from the Type One people. i used to close one eye and get on with the job but as times passed, the eye thats been shut all along took a trip to bermuda.t and never came back. so how now brown cow, this gal here went bonkers. just yesterday, we rolled out the longest trash bag i have ever seen and i decided to wriggle into it and transform myself into a black anaconda. when i got into the bag i burst into an uncontrollable fit of laughter because its the silliest shit i ever did in the office and i didnt understand why i did to begin with (this was a totally random act on a sunny afternoon while everyone was hard and serious at work). the people who witnessed my act went into shock for a good 5secs before they burst out laughing "EILEEN!?!!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!?!?"
