Sunday, May 2, 2010

The Question

For a long time I've wanted to chronicle the goings on of the office. Honestly, I don't think I can do it. For one, it's hard to capture in writing the actual events and how horrifying they really are. Secondly, it's a bit depressing to relive these said moments. I get plenty of opportunity with my co-workers to blow off steam I don't think I need a secondary outlet.

At first I thought it might be fun to let the public in on our little hell we live in but then the idea just became a bit pathetic. If it's so bad, why are we still there? Good question, and I have an answer. We joke (and are sometimes serious) that we are here for past sins. Like making fun of the size of Harriet's ass. It is huge and getting huger. Levi's is loving her for the 5,000 calorie lunches that require a new purchase of jeans each month.

I don't know. Maybe this isn't the place for it, maybe it is. I'll give it some thought for now and may be back. Maybe I just need to chronicle for posterity maybe I need to not for my own sanity. That is the question.


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