Friday, May 28, 2004
what? what? what the f--
easy there, killer. what's the matter?
the matter? are you fucking joking? did you read your email?
oh, no. i don't get incoming emails.
the matter is that big brother winkyshock has decided to take away the one -- the one -- decent thing about having to come here and make spreadsheets and photocopies and pretend to care about people's weekends. don't they know that coffee is the only thing that makes any of that possible? and now they want to take it away? for our 'own good!' is that even legal? what's next? make us--
whoa, take away coffee?
yes! that's what it said!
wow.
why aren't you more upset?
ah, it'll never stick. remember when they said we couldn't listen to music at our desks?
oh, yeah, vaguely.
well, the woman next to me listens to the same celine dion song over and over again every single morning.
ouch.
yeah. and they haven't come to drag her away yet. unfortunately. so there's no way they could enforce what you're drinking.
i guess, maybe not. but it's so insane! this is what happens when you mix a busybody crusader with a soulless corporation. i mean, offee coffee? was that generated by a computer, for god's sake??
c'mon, you're making that up. offee coffee? is that what they're calling it? that's gotta be the silliest thing i've ever heard! all you can really do is laugh, you know?
i guess.
and maybe pour your coffee into a different container for a few days til it blows over and they think of some other way to improve our lives.
yeah. i guess. hey, wait a sec, did you say you don't get incoming emails?
yeah, something's messed up with the settings. my account filters out, well, basically, everything.
do you think maybe you should, maybe, get that checked out?
yeah, i guess. i don't know. it's kind of peaceful this way.
easy there, killer. what's the matter?
the matter? are you fucking joking? did you read your email?
oh, no. i don't get incoming emails.
the matter is that big brother winkyshock has decided to take away the one -- the one -- decent thing about having to come here and make spreadsheets and photocopies and pretend to care about people's weekends. don't they know that coffee is the only thing that makes any of that possible? and now they want to take it away? for our 'own good!' is that even legal? what's next? make us--
whoa, take away coffee?
yes! that's what it said!
wow.
why aren't you more upset?
ah, it'll never stick. remember when they said we couldn't listen to music at our desks?
oh, yeah, vaguely.
well, the woman next to me listens to the same celine dion song over and over again every single morning.
ouch.
yeah. and they haven't come to drag her away yet. unfortunately. so there's no way they could enforce what you're drinking.
i guess, maybe not. but it's so insane! this is what happens when you mix a busybody crusader with a soulless corporation. i mean, offee coffee? was that generated by a computer, for god's sake??
c'mon, you're making that up. offee coffee? is that what they're calling it? that's gotta be the silliest thing i've ever heard! all you can really do is laugh, you know?
i guess.
and maybe pour your coffee into a different container for a few days til it blows over and they think of some other way to improve our lives.
yeah. i guess. hey, wait a sec, did you say you don't get incoming emails?
yeah, something's messed up with the settings. my account filters out, well, basically, everything.
do you think maybe you should, maybe, get that checked out?
yeah, i guess. i don't know. it's kind of peaceful this way.
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