Some days it is tough to admit that you were wrong. I like to avoid this as much as possible.
That brickhead Stevie... always a nuisance at the office. Not only rubbing in our mistakes, but tattling about them every chance he got. Especially to the superiors.
I used to say that he was full of shit.
Seems I was wrong on that matter. But where do I hide the body? The watercooler?
Just the tiniest of reminders that I am not dead yet... I promise I will work out a more regular posting schedule... there is tons of writing going on around here, just not blog-related...