Wednesday, August 8th, 2012

Hotel rooms.

Bah. There’s always that moment when you forget you’re not at home and sit down on the leather chair, and then stick to it.

Crap,l now I need to take a shower again, I have no idea whose nutsack stuck to that leather before mine.

Sometimes

You think to yourself, if I didn’t really work with superior people, this would be a miserable job. Skilled and talented and motivated co-workers make it worthwhile.

And keep you from tuning up everyone you see, sometimes.