I'm sitting in my cube, trying to work, and there is a phone ringing every two minutes and an ignorant (and I do mean backwater ignorant) trucker is on the line asking for directions while he's still driving and has a hank of tobacco in his mouth, no pen or paper, and doesn't trust his GPS. And he's in another state.
For the record, that might not happen every two minutes at work, but it does happen multiple times a day.
If Dante's multi-leveled hell were real, that would be my personal spot. You cannot fathom the asinine, idiotic, retarded discussions I've had with these men.
For the record, that might not happen every two minutes at work, but it does happen multiple times a day.
If Dante's multi-leveled hell were real, that would be my personal spot. You cannot fathom the asinine, idiotic, retarded discussions I've had with these men.
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