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everyone’s mentally checked out or on PTO the entire week, and people respect that. which is why our brilliant managers schedule project meetings for 8:30an Monday. with no agenda!
November 26, 2025 at 8:26 PM
The members of the band reportedly spent afternoons getting high and watching Three Stooges reruns. One day, they had a post-Stooges meeting to try to come up with a name.
November 26, 2025 at 2:58 PM
correction. i will also be drinking a lot of coffee
for thanksgiving this year i’m going to smoke cigarettes and gamble on horse races
November 26, 2025 at 2:49 PM
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Dead leaves on the ground make picking up dog poop a more challenging pattern-recognition task, helping keep my mind sharp as I age. It’s like doing nature sudoku. Thank you to everyone involved
November 26, 2025 at 2:39 PM
replying to a months long email thread “first time i’m hearing about this” when i’ve been cc’d the entire time
November 26, 2025 at 2:40 PM
for thanksgiving this year i’m going to smoke cigarettes and gamble on horse races
November 26, 2025 at 2:32 PM
i know what will fix our project timelines! let’s add another layer of project management software
November 25, 2025 at 7:29 PM
creating a hierarchical system of project managers, program managers, employee managers, and managerial managers. their job is to sit in meetings. they can also tell you what to do, but none of them can tell you the same thing. and you still do the project management along with the actual work.
November 25, 2025 at 7:27 PM
i don’t constrain myself by having lunch at a particular time. lunch is a mindset. an idea. lunch is delicious pho from a restaurant within walking distance
November 24, 2025 at 6:15 PM
today i had my first Wawa experience and let me just say they are doing some good work over there. such as The Gobbler
November 21, 2025 at 7:33 PM
my father is still obsessed with Overwatch how do i free him from this curse
November 15, 2025 at 5:30 PM
these jeans are like a malignant tumor in that they are a part of me now and i can’t take them off in public
November 15, 2025 at 2:04 AM
nobody cares about my rotted jeans. that’s what i’m learning tonight
November 15, 2025 at 2:02 AM
i’m walking around in the dirtiest pair of grey jeans you’ll ever see. these jeans are just ruined with oils from my nervous, nervous hands. going to get a drink and the bartender won’t let me order because of my nasty jeans. “it’s inconceivable” they say
November 15, 2025 at 2:01 AM
interesting week
November 15, 2025 at 1:05 AM
every time i post on here i get a spam call within 5 minutes
November 14, 2025 at 11:24 PM
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I threw a boomerang and it lopped off 900 heads as it flew around. It lopped off 1300 heads now. As long as I keep ducking when it comes back, it goes around in circles catching everyone by the neck and cleanly chopping off their heads with ease. 2400.
November 13, 2025 at 7:28 PM
cant focus at work just thinking about playing with clay later
November 13, 2025 at 7:01 PM
guys do you have any theories about the corncob pipe bomber that you want to share #corncobpipebomber
November 13, 2025 at 4:31 PM
i was at a dive one night after wasting another precious day talking to the fuzz. the drinks were swill. i could make better rum in a motel bathtub, but something about the clientele told me to stick around. that’s when i picked up on a smell like tobacco and burning cornflakes. he had to be close
November 13, 2025 at 4:27 PM
my first night working the corncob pipe bomber case i knew it would be different. in every interview, the beat cops said he could disappear without a trace. if i learned one thing working as a private eye, it’s that you’re never going to get the truth from a fucking pig. i had to dig deeper
November 13, 2025 at 4:02 PM
the first thing i noticed about the corncob pipe bomber was that he was always smoking a corncob pipe. the second thing i noticed was his top hat, followed by his button nose. he had eyes so black they seemed to be made of coal, and oh yeah. he was a snowman.
November 13, 2025 at 3:57 PM
i was pushing 30 with nowhere to go. i guess that’s what you get living a life of fraud. a fake life. going from one place to the next with no drive, no purpose, just looking for the next mark. so i decided to go see New York. that’s when i first heard his name. the corncob pipe bomber
November 13, 2025 at 3:52 PM
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keep having to rub my eyes and put my hand to my head and say "ugh what did I do last night" but with increasingly shorter timespans than "night"
November 13, 2025 at 1:45 PM
is it legal for a private company to send out an email to every employee urging them to contact the governor and ask him to oppose a bill.
November 12, 2025 at 5:42 PM