Drugs in the workplace.
Your either for it or aggin' it! And I am for it.
I woke up today with a sore throat and a dry cough. Not really an option when you work on the phones. So, to the drugstore I go. Of course, I must have extra-strength. Come big, or don't come at all.
By the time I got to work I was thoroughly stoned. Head to toe body-stone. I couldn't even think straight. And, of course, all my cases were snowballs. Go to fix one problem find another, it was hard to keep everything straight. And when I had to call up to our 'Mensa' line for help I am sure they thought I was drunk.
I think they finally all got together and ambushed the floor coordinator to send me home early.
Thanks Guys. In customer service you would have to be bleeding from the jugular and even then you would have to beg for it.
It really is a different world 'over there'.
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There wasn't too many final exams in college that I didn't take stoned from cold/flu medicine. I rememeber one time I had a take home exam, and was so drugged up my mother had to drive me the 45 minutes to school just so I could drop off the exam and then turn around and drive right back home.
When I was still working in a cube, I kept a bottle of cough syrup in my desk. I had a cough and just never brought it home.
On my last day, I packed up everything but the cough syrup. I thought I'd give them something to talk about after I left.
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