No I wont pick up your papers from the printer. Not even if you leave them there for a half an hour as I pick mine up over and over and you look hopefully in my direction out of the corner of your eye. I will be ignoring yours. And in addition to the casual glare you're getting from me as I walk back to my desk you can assume you're also getting a royal eff you. Not for being so lazy, or even for letting me do all the work in paper picking up, but solely because of that sneaky little glance you gave me without just asking to me to pick them up in the first place.
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Please keep the posts coming. It's a slow day.
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