Modern Office Life


Am I the only one who, when trapped in a meeting with some gas bag who keeps yammering and yammering and yammering, long after anyone cares about whatever point they’re bludgeoning to death, fantasizes about one of them tranquilizer dart guns they bring down big game with on nature shows? Am I?

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

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