Some people would say that it's evident after that last post that the night shift needs to be supervised. Possibly even drug tested. Potentially bitch slapped.
When the boss arrived back from an out of town trip, there were disco albums scattered along the table near the record player. The disco ball was still in motion and the strobe light was flashing in broad daylight. Near the edge of the table where the albums were scattered, there was an empty bottle of Southern Comfort along with evidence of Taco Bell take-out.
The boss wasn't even pissed off, aside from missing what appeared to be an exceedingly fun night.
Some jobs are fun.
Although it helps to remember the fun you had.
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