I was wearing sweatpants in the garage with the door down while trying to assemble a dirtbike carrier and it felt like I was about to sweat my dick off in a way that is medically accurate
[4:30am Saturday] is there a certain time we have to get my car from the bar tomorrow?
[m] I have to be at work at 7:45am Monday morning and I have fuck all to do between now and then
a good middle manager looks like a guy who just drinks coffee and forwards emails, but his actual job is secretly absorbing insane executive requests so the team can just do their work