so there’s this fat-ba$tard type at the office. who, sadly, is pseudo-in-charge. and today the girl up front called me to ask me a very peculiar question about him. she said, “he’s in his office snoring, should i go wake him up?”

i $hit you not.

i of course called the boss, brown-nosing-a$$-kisser-tattle-tale that i am. the boss’ response? “shut up!” “no,” i say. “i’m serious. what do i do?” “go scare the hell out of him!!” is the response. but alas, it was too late, someone arrived to see him, so we had to instead wake him to tell him so.

but not before we snapped a picture.

oh, and shared it with everyone.