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mg, nice work! i brought you a refreshing styrofoam cup of factory-distilled goodness to celebrate.

what are you talking about, jay?

the water!

don't even talk to me about the water. i fucked it up, so it got 'retasked' to someone else, probably ass-kiss alana.

you didn't get through to the company? because the cooler's full and there are six jugs in the closet.

i can't believe it. i've been banging my head against the wall for two weeks to get it, and it gets retasked, which i don't think is even a word, and it magically appears?

oh, well. you didn't want to be in charge of it anyway, did you?

of course not! but that doesn't mean i want it reassigned out from under me!

you should be happy that someone else has to worry about it now.

i don't think 'happy' really enters into this. though this does give me more time to devote to opening and sorting mail for people who are clearly too busy and important to do it themselves.

hm. does this mean you don't want the cup of water i brought for you?

i don't think water's going to cut it right now.