I need to work in a different industry

Ever have one of those days where you knew if you didn't go home soon someone in your office was going to end up with a pair of scissors in his eye and liquid paper violently stuffed up his nose?

This pompous, condescending, dictaphone-using, intercom-yelling, smelly cologne-wearing prick is gonna end up with a serious office equipment injury the next time he calls me honey or dear and is surprised I can spell.

and, the mantra: thank god it's only a temp job...thank god it's only a temp job..thank god it's only a temp job...thank god it's only a temp job...

Cats are weird

For the second day in a row now, I have watched my cat settle herself down on a very uncomfortable looking piece of audio equipment with kobs and switches sticking out all over the place just so she can have the pleasure of stale air conditioner wind blowing into her wiskers for half an hour.