Four Walls And A Mind

My boss is on vacation for the week. I couldn't possibly be happier. While her bitch ass is relaxing in Hawaii with her husband, the rest of us are working in peace. My boss is a crazy, Russian, nuts-ass bitch. She often forgets that we're human and made only of cells, two arms are all that we possess, and we have physical and mental limitations. Her expectations of performance are unrealistic and down-right illogical. We're operating no different than if she were here, but now we don't have someone screaming the obvious and cracking the proverbial whip. This week of work is going to be better than the one when I had my own personal stash of toot that I periodically snorted in the employee bathroom.

Plus I get more cigarette breaks!