“Nicholi-a, makin’ copaays’”. Beaming with pride, she paused with her mouth open and her eyebrows raised, allowing me time to process the joke before continuing, “The Copimeister”. Unable to smile or offer any other response, I just sat frozen in my chair. As embarrassed as I was for her, I was equally annoyed. Annoyed that... Continue Reading →

I have always found it odd that if you are a man and work in a corporate environment, you will, on average, listen to another man take a shit on a daily basis. It is virtually unavoidable. You aren’t trying to hear someone use the can and would certainly prefer not to, but given the... Continue Reading →

Starting a new job is miserable. Not as miserable as the panicked desperation of unemployment, but, it is distinguishably awful in its own right. The awkward unfamiliarity of a new job creates a unique brand of misery not found anywhere else. For starters, you are all but worthless, as you require some degree of hand... Continue Reading →