Thursday, September 26, 2019

Whisper, Job, Mistake


“Mister Caruthers! I must admit that your tenacity is impressive, but for the fact that you, sir, are at work. You have, for the time being anyway, a job and that does not include, in any description I have read for that position, a reference to whispering to parties unknown while standing in a closed stall standing on a piece of porcelain. It is a mistake, sir, to think that by simply exiting the office and entering a place of evacuation that the rules of which I speak are somehow nullified. Nothing is further from the truth! To your desk.”

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