Confession for the day. I gave the receptionist and the HR girl some pre-workout after lunch today. Our receptionist acts like a 5 year old to begin with, she is now bouncing off the damn walls. The HR girl is pissed at me because she is now all spun out and the receptionist is driving her insane.
Now I sit back and patiently wait for it to hit their bowels. Then it will be a battle for the bathroom between the two of them. Inset maniacal, evil genius, writhing of hands, laughter here. Why have I never thought of this before?
I finally broke down and listened to the Post Malone/Ozzy song. Meh, sounds like everything else being put out right now. What happened to originality?