" Office Internet should not be used for non-work related purposes" he said.
There was also THAT memo. Hah! Screw it. Its past office hours. 7.11pm.
There is still that faint smell of warm ink from the printer while HER voice was still on. Explaining some stuff to a certain idiot. Ah well, so glad that is not in my job description although being idiotic ain't the worst things around nowadays.
I wanna go home, or do I?
Could feel that THIS is home. Home to that never ending story of eternal corporate slavery.
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