Quote #661 -- Chuck -- Chuck's Gospel
I'm apologizing right now. I said I'd have WWE Redux out yesterday, and it
didn't. It's not coming out tonight either. The fact is, I'm putting in
such long days at work I'm just not lucid enough to finish the chapter.
At work someone decided to create a special division in the company called
the something something (can't say 'cause I don't know if it'd get me fired)
but the acronym spells out FAG. I had to insert about fifty graphics into
the document today, each with the caption "FAG Block Diagram." I snickered
every time. I nearly pissed myself when I saw that our trucks are assembled
using "a dedicated nut-runner." I know I'm not alone in this, because last
night someone who had also not slept well in a long time was asked, "Do you
remember how to pixelate this graphic" or something similar, to which he
replied, very loudly I might add, "Do you remember how to lick my ass?!"
I'm surprised he didn't get fired over that; it gives me comfort since I
couldn't stop walking around the office saying "FAG Block Diagram." Or poor
Tony who made toast at work only to discover the little margarine sticks had
been tossed out. He just wandered through the cubicles saying "Don't blame
me, I'm just a man with no butter."
In other words, WWE R will be much better after I've slept instead of
writing it right now, lest Picard take on Thrawn with his dedicated nut
runner.