Binah (binah1013) wrote,
Binah
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Ferris Bueller's Sister--she is me.

I'm entering time for the employees here. And never is it clearer to me that honesty is overrated when I do this activity. How can one claim sick and personal time in a single day, I ask you! And this stuff gets signed off by the supervisor. Feh! I feel like Ferris Bueller's sister, only I don't have a perk that equates to a car. Double feh!

My gel pen and highlighter have been fraternizing on my desk, tip to tip! Now my highlighter has a drop shadow. This is irritating. This kinda reminds me of a Weird Al song from the 80's that parodied a Talking Heads song. The memorable line I'm thinking of is "Where's my liquid paper, where's my liquid paper?!?!?" Imagine this line sung in a paranoid near-shriek. I mock myself and I mock office life. Both are somewhat ridiculous from time to time.

There are other things that are making me want to tell people to kiss me right on the pooper, but since I should be entering time instead of this...
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