Wednesday, September 10, 2003

I signed on for a full-time position at Peel today, gentle reader, and I’m happy for it. It’s just a crazy-fun place to work in, and the hours have been whizzing by now that I’ve got non-fluorescent lighting. My workplace looks like a living room, for goodness sake, and the “mood lighting” has compelled co-worker J.C. to wander in at least twice to ask the following:

“Hey, buddy, you want to pull some tubes?”

“What?”

“You know, bongs. I think it should be bong time now.”

Bongs, cockmonkeys, and free drinks? Where do I sign u–oh, wait. Did that already.