WTF?

You Are Beer!

You don’t need to get totally wasted when you hit the bars. More of a social drinker, you just like to have fun with your friends. And as long as the beer keeps flowing, you’re a happy camper. But don’t mix things up: “Beer Before Liquor, Never Been Sicker!”

But I don’t even DRINK beer!

And now it’s time for my Annual Christmas BitchFest: the crappy Christmas Muzak started Monday. And to make matters worse, they stopped playing some of my favorite Xmas tunes, including the Eagles version of Please Come Home For Christmas (to say nothing of the original version, which they stopped playing a few years ago). This mostly leaves us with new crap (Britney Spears, Mariah Carey, etc). I just can’t believe it.

Old boss told me I should still decorate my office. I didn’t say this, but my reaction was “Yeah fucking right, lady.” I don’t want to get on a bitter jag, but frankly, we’re in transition only because you haven’t hired anyone for the HR job yet, so get on the fucking stick.