We Suck

Karma is a bitch. We were so good for so long - and now the suckitude begins to show it's ugly head.

The Packers lost to the hated Bears today, and yes, I've already received a call from Sky Dork. I don't really know what he wanted, because he wouldn't stop laughing.

I really feel bad for Willy though, because he's going to have to sit 4 feet away from Nort on Monday. ALL DAY. Nort's usually a pretty quiet guy, but I can't imagine it will take long before Willy can't handle the constant sniffles, and mumbling that will be coming from Nort's side of the cubicle. Willy already had Nort on suicide watch after Packer games, and we may have to beef up the resources. Is it in bad taste to send a stripper-gram to someone's' work to try to cheer them up?

Would I have to pay double because he shares a cubicle? Can they dance with the office Muzak playing in the background, or would they have to bring a small boombox? Would it be better in the morning to start his day with, or in the afternoon, when the day seems kinda bleak? Would she have to sign in upon entering the building, or do you suppose security would just let her right in? If I send him a stripper-gram this week, what ever would I get him for Christmas then?

Maybe it's not so bad. I started out dwelling on the Packer loss, and ended with thoughts of stripper-grams. I knew I wasn't going to be on my best behavior this week.