It is true, the Supply Room has officially been made my bitch, again. I recently moved 3 cubicles down in the TAG department before my permanent departure to Higher Ed. Feeling the need to resupply myself, I hit up the Supply Room with a fellow employee in tow for backup. The score? Paperclips, a magnetic Paperclip thingy, SPSS coffee mug, medium sized binder clips, a refill for my medium calendar (it's 06 baby!) and a fucking staple remover. I am all that is man!
2 comments:
Whatever fires you up big guy.
i say fuck shoes
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