I got
PAID to fuck off and eat hot dogs today. We had a bunch of inflatable attractions and a pie eating contest and everything. My employer goes all out for work parties. In the Love/Hate relationship I have with my job, the love was in full force today.
4 comments:
For some reason when I first saw this post title, I thought it said "company panic."
I hope they provided you with ample time to read blogs, though.
Wow inflatable stuffs. That sounds awesome.
3rd: That post is sure to happen one day.
Grant: Only during the hot dof and pie eating contests.
Nats (Can I call you Nats?): I was bouncing all over that friggin' park. The providers were one of my clients. They love me.
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