Dear Mr. VP,
My day:
- Fun drive to work with a child dancing to Sublime.
- Small child told me I smelled good.
- Excellent lunch break.
- Delicious steak and mushroom quesadilla.
- Shock.
- Horror.
- Sheer blood curdling terror.
For the love of all that is good and holy, please talk some sense into this man you call your boss before he starts WW3 to distract from the fact that Russia won y’all the election.
I’ll just be over here binge eating ice cream and watching Workaholics and waiting for the End.