Why I Drink reason #376:
Security theater emails that make the most convenient doors off-limits because they’re “unsupervised”. They’re badge-access controlled and have video monitoring but apparently that is not enough. So now when a disgruntled employee wants to shoot up the place, they’re just going to have to shoot the receptionist first I guess.
I’d be super pissed if I was a receptionist.
where are you?
At work. Reading security theater email. Where are you?
Bro. Simmer. Pretend the receptionist position will always be occupied by the creators of the Macarena. You then need not fret.
I will say, I’m getting thirsty now that you’ve mentioned it.
I’m getting a little FAC myself.
FAC?
Friday Afternoon Club
I see. Naive me.
We could solve that with a trip to the bar. Which I’d like to make right about now. Cards v. Cubs on the TV and a cold brew delivered by helpful staff would suit me fine.
That would not suck at all. Beer, boobs, baseball, and bro. Damn.