Alreet. Another day. What a way to make a living. 9 to.. well something.

Let's see. Salla gave me a disc for the pics of his son. He keeps trying to get me to charge him for it. If I wasn't such a darling person I'd make him pay. But really. It takes 30 seconds to transfer the pics to the disc. I don't know why he thinks my time is so valuable that he'd have to pay for that.

That disc is interesting. It has his name on it. Selahattin. I've been calling him Sallahattin. That's what you get for living in a multi-cultural society. And not paying attention. I'm going to keep calling him Salla though. That's his codename and I'll stick with it.
what's in a name..
And then the beerman came. It's always a party when the beerman comes.

Yup, that's the beerman. He comes every now and then and replenishes our stock of beer. And soda. If I was ever going to hijack a truck it would be a beer truck. With sodas.

The beerman also brought a free sample of a new soda. I don't know how new it is. I think it was called Pepsi Thirst. Or something like that. We all had a little taste. It was some kind of cola with a lemon twist. It wasn't bad. He should bring some more free samples.

They called him "the beerman" which made me think of the Duff man from the simpsons. They should play music like that everytime the beerman came. Oooooooh.

But there was also a beerman-related tragedy. We cleared out the beer/soda room. And found beer that was expired. A year too old. So what did we do? Got drunk on stale beer? No. We flushed it.

what a waste
I'm sure that breaks the heart of many an alcoholic out there. Cafer is certainly teary-eyed. But at least the earth worms will be partying hardy tonighty.

Oh and I have the day off tomorrow. National workers day summit whatsit. May 1st. Rock. I'm gonna call the beerman round for a nonstop drinking fest. He can bring the coffee and I'll bring beer.

Yessh. Days off rule. Makes me forget to be depressed. Weet. I'm going to go now. Don't look so sad.

np: modest mouse - I came as a rat (020202)