My dad took Owen today and they played outside for hours and Owen was asleep this afternoon…
At work I had a chat with my boss who emailed me around 5:30 with the following "what motivates you?" seriously-a one line email? So I email back "are you serious?"…response: as a tarantula walking on you when you are struck by the tiki curse (which I learned later was a Brady Bunch reference that I wasn't familiar with…)
So Kurt calls me down to his office (great Im thinking what the fuck did I do now?) and says "you know I think you are a really great collector, but I'm wondering what I can do to motivate you to excel etc..blah blah…" so I am completely on the spot and flummoxed so I proceed to say what I like to do around here and yes some days I am horribly bored etc…
I have no idea what the purpose of this was but it was off putting and all. I fucking hate being called into Kurts office…everyone looks at you like you are the next person to get fired.
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