Work... crazy
So apparently the job wants to have a door decorating contest. OK cool, but we can't come up with ideas at work. These people must not know when I get home work is a grave to me. You must be out your fucking mind to think I will be brain storming over a door contest at home. I have other things to do when I get home like talk to my birds, eat in front the frig, look at my toothbrush. Then they said it will be fun. Last time I check we are not allowed to have breaks (which is a requirement by law ). When will we have time to decorate a door? Secondly; who going to pay for the decorations? With the chump change that I am being paid, be lucky if I put up a piece of candy wrapper. I think I will just bring one of my birds shredded feathers and go with plucked chicken as a theme. Hahaha and this is suppose to be something fun!