At work today, I was feeling extraoridinarily woozy. I took a five minute break, and when I came back, my boss handed me a drink. "It'll help," he said. I thought it was medicine. Who knew they even allowed Whiskey at work? I'm dumbemployed.
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Dumbemployed: Hilariously Dumb and Sad But True Stories about Jobs Like Yours
by Phil Edwards and Matt Kraft
