Our boss just sat there gape-mouthed at this awful human she willingly employed AS A CUSTOMER SERVICE SPECIALIST.

Remember - if they treat their servers bad, they will, eventually, treat YOU bad. True in dating, relationships, and work.

but I don’t know the guy real well, and didn’t feel like starting an argument with a…

Mmm. pico.

Well done.

a Japanese toilet,

I thought they all ended like that.

I’m positive that Hildy was responsible for this mess. (And if not, she would have wanted to be.) Straight-up vandalism.

She was indeed dreadful. I hated every design she did, and some were positively enraging, like sticks and straw on the walls.

So that’s bad, then, is what you’re saying...

a) QDoba? Never heard of it.

Get permission. That’s all they have to do - get permission, and they never do. You would think, after all these years, there’s a campaign manager that knows this basic fact.

Word.

I am still young and with it and can be found where wine is crying that the kids these days don’t understand.

Ooh. You felt that one right down in your soul, didn’t you? [Fanning self.]

This is not the hill I’m dying on. Go fucking needle someone else.

And you’re defending yellow queso. How thirsty of you.

Sic transit gloria mundi.

What exactly do people have against dfs?

I wonder if Pinkham will do Aramark stories? I would love a few of those!