Honeymoon doesn’t automatically mean tropical resort, the wife and I went to Ireland, rented a car and traveled the whole country for two weeks for our honeymoon. Absolutely unforgettable experience, although driving for 2-4 hours every other day in the classic tiny European car on the other side of the road was a royal pain in the ass.
Used to love my barber, but had to divorce him when my hair was disappearing at an alarming rate in the back and started shaving my head with a razor. Was a nasty divorce too
I prefer gym shorts and that one t-shirt (usually alma mater) that’s one size too large, the sleeves cut off and insanely soft from being washed so many times, and I definitely can’t be the only one.
Only time I hung out with a coworker outside of work was my last day at my previous job, and I grabbed a beer with the janitor because he was the realest dude in the building
My dad worked a government job for 25 years and retired at 47. Sounds awesome but he also said “There wasn’t a single day in my life that I ever looked forward to going to work.” Not sure if 25 years of misery is worth it
I gave my two week notice at a shit job the same day my new boss did, who was only four months into his position, while I had been there for over three years. He was also trying everything he could to let me go during his short tenure. His face was absolutely priceless when I gave him my two week notice, and I did absolutely no work during my last two weeks.
I just started reading this site just five months ago, I feel like the rug has been swept out from under me
Will’s LinkedIn lists him leaving Grandex January 2019…RIP
The older I get, the more appealing it is to just stay in on New Year’s Eve, watch Forrest Gump and call it a night at 10:00pm.
Honeymoon doesn’t automatically mean tropical resort, the wife and I went to Ireland, rented a car and traveled the whole country for two weeks for our honeymoon. Absolutely unforgettable experience, although driving for 2-4 hours every other day in the classic tiny European car on the other side of the road was a royal pain in the ass.
Anyone else sitting in their different style offices regretting not taking today off?
Two words: Glitter bomb.
Used to love my barber, but had to divorce him when my hair was disappearing at an alarming rate in the back and started shaving my head with a razor. Was a nasty divorce too
I prefer gym shorts and that one t-shirt (usually alma mater) that’s one size too large, the sleeves cut off and insanely soft from being washed so many times, and I definitely can’t be the only one.
So let me get this straight: This is a movie that involves Liam Neeson with a child, and the child ISN’T abducted? Wild.
Only time I hung out with a coworker outside of work was my last day at my previous job, and I grabbed a beer with the janitor because he was the realest dude in the building
My dad worked a government job for 25 years and retired at 47. Sounds awesome but he also said “There wasn’t a single day in my life that I ever looked forward to going to work.” Not sure if 25 years of misery is worth it
I actually do have a hobby: I brew my own beer, then get drunk off of it!
I gave my two week notice at a shit job the same day my new boss did, who was only four months into his position, while I had been there for over three years. He was also trying everything he could to let me go during his short tenure. His face was absolutely priceless when I gave him my two week notice, and I did absolutely no work during my last two weeks.