Lump of coal

Yesterday morning my bitch manager came into my office and essentially told me that i could leave whenever i wanted, and could stay home today, too.

WTF??!!

I hate it when an enemy does something nice. Damn, it totally throws me for a loop. Mind you, she did say that if anyone found out, she would sell me down the river and deny ever having talked to me.

So i didn't go in today. Part of my suspicious, little, beady mind thinks it's a set-up. Oh well, what are they going to do, fire me? Oh that's riiiiiight, my job's already gone. Hah! Too bad, so sad.

Nah, i'm not bitter. But i tell you one thing, if i hear one more freaking Christmas song on the radio i'm going to bash someone's head in with a bough of holly.

This is my kind of Christmas song.

Eric Idle's Christmas Song