Today I kicked the snot out of the shredder in front of "Dwight". It was full, but if you give it a kick the shreddings will settle down farther and you can fill the bag up more. So I gave it a kick with my size 8 black flip-flop. You should've seen Dwight's face. He got all nervous and said, "Whoa Angie." It was hysterical. I think I put the fear of the wrath of Angie in him. Yeah--that's right, Bucko! Don't mess with the secretary. It made me laugh all afternoon. I wish Lauren was at work today to witness it.
By the way...the post before this titled "Deep Thoughts" started out originally with There are no deep thoughts today.
Monday, July 7, 2008
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