i am in a really weird and feisty mood tonight

so i worked for 14 hours today - this happens cause i am a workaholic and cause i really don't have anything to go home to - it's wednesday - Lost and Last Comic Standing don't come on until thursday.

so yeah today

we had major layoffs today - 40 people total 7 people from my department. while i know the move was the right one - and i an responsible for 3 of the people being let go - i still had a really stressful day. basically i spent most of my day telling people their jobs were safe and then trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. so by the time 4:00 hit i was finally ready to start working.

i wouldn't have stayed lat but i had my final comps approved by my VP and CEO and wanted to have everything ready to hand off to the new team first thing in the morning.

anyhew

my whole point in telling you this is - once 4:00 hit i just started feeling silly. i was talking to myself in silly voices and humming the theme to sanford and son. by the time i left my office and got to my car i had this great idea for a silly story - i made it all up on the drive home and well you can read it below.