Mike Connolly, who is a nice guy and shouldn't have to have his office in a waiting room, has an M&M dispenser on his desk. This morning I stopped by to help myself and noticed that it was empty. I ragged on him about false advertising, etc. He told me he'd received instructions from his wife to replenish the thing and he promised to do so by lunch. Then I harangued him about former employees who would ask for stuff, but couch it as a request from their wives. Which isn’t what he was doing, but I can go off on a tangent like no one in the world.
So, I'm sitting here minding my own business and Mike comes in to say that the M&M bank is replenished. I let him know that as long as he validates my whining, I'll continue to whine. He thought that line ought to be shared. So here it is.
So, I'm sitting here minding my own business and Mike comes in to say that the M&M bank is replenished. I let him know that as long as he validates my whining, I'll continue to whine. He thought that line ought to be shared. So here it is.