*sigh*
Damn Sgt. Pickler has ruined my day. He's insisting I stay here until I've finished this stack of reports -- something about my reward for going home early the other day to take care of our sick baby. He probably hates me (the feeling is mutual), but I was hoping to spend a mindless evening watching the TV, eating a pizza and maybe entertaining a one-year-old. Now I'm gonna have to settle for pizza over paperwork. It's such a shame he won't let me have a beer to wash it down...
I'm kinda surprised he hasn't tried to pass off another poor sap to partner with me this month. He usually tries to "encourage" my people skills, that or he just wants to annoy everyone through me. Here's hoping he's not planning something at my expense. It never works out well when he does. When will he learn?
I'm kinda surprised he hasn't tried to pass off another poor sap to partner with me this month. He usually tries to "encourage" my people skills, that or he just wants to annoy everyone through me. Here's hoping he's not planning something at my expense. It never works out well when he does. When will he learn?