workin' for the man

fatmammycat's observations tickled me more than usual today. i don't like working with people either. so, do i like my job? (yes.) why?

let me numberate some ways.

Reasons Why My Job is a Pretty Good Despite the Fact it Depends on People, not Puppydogs (for instance) or Meerkats or Swimming Butterfly

• flex-time. i'm usually the first to arrive and first to leave. *i* make the first pot of ass coffee.
• my co-workers make me laugh.
• they don't mind my tourette's
• or the fact that i'm a human jukebox
• or that i attract mice
• and meow a lot.
• we get free lunches on MWF.
• i can wear cargo shorts and an awitha teetha tour tee.
• i've got administrator rights on my box.
• my bosses appear to respect me.
• when i get in the car to drive home i'm leaving work behind.
• if i worked at home i'd probably just masturbate all day.

so that is that.

i hope you're all celebrating World Breastfeeding Week.