Sometimes I wish I was a cleaning lady or something. I know, I’d ruin my back and my lung with all the toxic cleaning smells but I won’t have to put up with these kinda guys…only because they run a newspaper or two, only because they are president of something…they all flock to me because their own assistants are crap. Then their assistants flock to be because they are incapable of everything but looking busy. Grr argh.
6/20/2007
GRRRRRRR
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