Surly Thursday
There are many things to hate in this world and one of those things is when I'm treated as bloody goddamned pack animal. I've had all week to look forward to today when we will be forced into manual physical labor moving equipment to the new annex building. The central issue that chaps my buttocks is we are essentially being made to do a job that another department is far more better equiped to perform. Even to the point where we will be borrowing their carts to fulfill the wishes of evil, pompus, dick puppets.
At least we get to wear jeans.