Marbles, and the Loss Thereof
May23
Rebecca has gotten a new job, and while I am thrilled for her, I am sad for myself, because now she no longer works with me. When I arrived at work on Monday, I was greeted by her hard-partying patriotic kangaroo and koala, who were partying it up on my desk.
It made me a little sad, although I’m glad they’ve joined me at my workstation, and it’s good that they brought beverages, because from the look of him clinging for dear life onto that paper tray, I think my own patriotic kangaroo could use a drink. Poor fella.
Office stress will get to you if you’re not careful.
I know how you feel. Who you work with makes such a big difference in how much you like going to your job. Those kangaroos are cute, but I’ll bet they’re not as funny as Rebecca.
Awww! It’s so weird not having my Marcypants at work. But I’m glad Kangaroo can carry on my legacy of getting drunk disrobing in the office.