I'm also apparently criminal mastermind.
March 1st, 2016
Apparently, unbeknownst to me, I am part of a vast conspiracy actively plotting against my coworker. It would seem that, once he finishes work on this assembly he's been tinkering with for a few weeks now, I and many others are slipping in behind his back to rewire it in a seemingly random fashion. This, we do, because we are horrible human beings, and are out to get him.
My participation in this is news to me. As busy as I've been doing everything else that needs doing, what with him taking so long to get this thing done, I didn't think I had time to engage in character assassination. But here I sit, actively plotting the downfall of my coworker. Apparently. I suppose it was only a matter of time before I figured out that I was in on the plot. Or something!
The amazing thing is that, with the migraine I'm currently experiencing, both eyes having the sensation of an ice pick having been shoved through them, I'm the one that's thinking clearly here. How is it that, as messed up as my thought processes are on the best of days, that I'm actually the person being most coherent on one of my worst? This is the reality within which I work.
If I roll my eyes any harder, I'm pretty sure my head will fall clean off.