Just returned back to The Bureaucracy from a long, but not relaxing, weekend off dead (for Federal income tax purposes) to find 8 gagillion emails in my in box. All of which are marked "Urgent".
The first promises to enlarge my penis by 9".
The second offers me "the lowest fixed rate anywhere."
Only the tenth message has something of substance, and it's merely an "OK" from an email I sent out last week.
Well, it might not be exactly 8 gagillion emails (that could be a rounding error), but it certainly seems that way. It is a huge festering, steaming pile of crap, if nothing else.
This may take awhile...
(Oh Lord, I just realized I haven't even checked my voicemail yet. The Horror! The Horror!)
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