A fellow co-worker and I got a loverly little email this morning that read: "someone left vinyl paper in the printer, can one of you guys change it?"
First of all, we both sit like 10 feet away from you. Did you seriously need to email us.
Second of all, we didn't leave anything anywhere so why should one of us 'guys' change it.
Third of all, what the hell.
You've been taught, now you change the damned paper. Helpless sheep I tell you.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment