An acquired taste few are willing to acquire.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Out of touch
This morning my supervisor (who works first shift, while I work third) asked me, "What's the date? Is it the 12th?" I glanced at the date on my watch and said, "It's the 19th." She's a week behind everyone else; this explains so much.
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