Late Night Fiasco For Two.

So I've carefully analyzed the situation and it may be time to bail. Not that it isn't one of the more entertaining office units I've occupied, but there is an underlying awkwardness which is not going away and in many instances is being encouraged. Someones email attempting to explain how they don't suck as bad as all evidence suggests was circulated by me and then recirculated as a madlib puzzle. I kind of like that actually.

I suppose it's my way of highlighting the poor judgement involved in cc'ing me on emails I have no desire to be cc'd on. I could teach a fucking class on middle management do's and do not's. I'm not too handy with the power points but the smooth tremulous tones of my voice will captivate you.