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Make it go away, make it go away...
Apr. 8th, 2002 09:02 pmFor the past three hours, I've been inhaling some kind of carpet cleaning powder. No, I didn't snort it cuz I heard it had psychoactive powers. Some cleaning company that isn't the usual company dumped the stuff. We can't open the windows here, so we all wound up with the stuff in our sinuses.
It doesn't smell like anything. However, my sinuses ache, everybody's eyes are red, and I've been twitching.
When I asked my boss about it, he said "what do you want me to do?" He's a boss -- aren't they supposed to pretend to shut you up?
I feel fuddup. They finally vacuumed the stuff up, but the volume of these vacuums is enough to make me dizzy.
Monday night before a vacation. Did the past 100 years even happen? Do I have any recourse besides changing jobs? When does the constant reaming stop?
I need fresh air and chocolate.
No, this entry doesn't make a lot of sense.
It doesn't smell like anything. However, my sinuses ache, everybody's eyes are red, and I've been twitching.
When I asked my boss about it, he said "what do you want me to do?" He's a boss -- aren't they supposed to pretend to shut you up?
I feel fuddup. They finally vacuumed the stuff up, but the volume of these vacuums is enough to make me dizzy.
Monday night before a vacation. Did the past 100 years even happen? Do I have any recourse besides changing jobs? When does the constant reaming stop?
I need fresh air and chocolate.
No, this entry doesn't make a lot of sense.
