The door is back, apparently, and with a vengeance.
I asked if we should evacuate or call 911. He said, “Give
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This is what hybrid work was always leading to.
Someone accused them of having tunnel vision. Big mistake.
This is what happens when you try to cut through Project Management. They removed what they could and released him back into Accounting.
He’s trying very hard to make "Puddin’ Shoes Mike" happen. Still better than "Tarantula Pants Mike" was.
Having now attended meetings with both oversight and undersight, I prefer email.
He’s the head scientist at my company.
I asked him what’s up with the belts. He would only
"Having reached the end of his larval stage and now enclosed in the safety of the cocoon, this management hopeful’s old form will begin to dissolve and rearrange. If all goes well, he will emerge soon: damp, blinking, and asking for the Q2 numbers."
The office has begun preparing for gentler emergencies.
They were demanding to know what the plant had done with Dennis from Payroll, how long it had been pretending to be him, and where it gets those amazing crullers.
Still don't know what to make of what happened yesterday.
He called his supervisor "Mommy" at the department meeting.
