Friday, November 21, 2008

Oh joy of joys. The HR department has commissioned one of those pep talk gurus to do a series of workshops to boost morale. You want morale? Pay a fucking living wage, that'll boost morale . This ass kissing feel-good stuff is so insulting. Pure kindergarten kitch. The guy who's coming is supposedly some mid tier Life-Coach type who makes a killing doing the corporate circuit. A tarsier nonetheless. I don't want to sound speciest but those little dudes freak me out big time. Brian and Troy are all in a tizzy over it. They've been strutting around and bragging how they share a more recent common ancestor with this Maurice Trendelbaugh than any of us non-primates. So Fucking What. I would not want to be anywhere near thoses things on the tree of life. Stay off my branch bitch is all I'm saying. We're supposed to get together in groups of five for a more personal brainwashing experience. Brian and Troy the Homo Sap are in the same session with me but they stuck Brad with the glue crew. The marsupials. A bandicoot, a sugar glider, and two wallabies. Too bad Brad and I won't be able to share our misery. monday can never be far enough away...

4 comments:

Fancy Schmancy said...

Laugh out loud funny stuff. Unfortunately, as a homo sap myself, that bitch is apparently on my branch, whether I like it or not! I'm just going to have to take your word for it.

William said...

Nothing like hanging out with the "Glue Crew" listening to Turangalila Symphony.

malfred said...
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malfred said...

When I was a Senior in HS, we had a mandatory session for the upper classes with an inspirational speaker. Despite widespread initial pessimism, the guy was good and managed to truly inspire many and receive ungrudging respect from the rest. That weekend, he hung himself. True story.