You know, one of the greatest things I most deeply appreciate about no longer working for my former employer (the global specialty apparel retailer, founded and headquartered in San Francisco) is that I am no longer obligated -- via the ol' unspoken expectation method -- to post this company's happenings on my own personal social media presences, as if I just thought of doing so myself, out of sheer genuine appreciation for its excellent products, good works and fine deeds. I see former co-workers putting up these posts, and I'm just like ... thank the living Shatner I ain't got to prove my loyalty like
that anymore.
Labels: balls in YOUR mouth sir, cubejammin', Jesus H. Christ in a sidecar drinking tequila, PMFSA, tap-dancing on my last fucking nerve, where is my mind? waaay out there on the water -- see it swimming
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