why is it that whenever i have passengers in my car and the car comes to a stop at our destination, my passengers somehow believe that their car door has magically unlocked itself? out of spite, i've stopped unlocking the doors for them when they fail to recognize this. i've grown accustomed to watching my mom and grandma stare at the door handle for long periods of time and ask them "have you forgotten how a car door works?"
i am no longer making sharks with frickin' laser beams attached to their heads. the parent company has decided to shut us down and i was the very first person to get the big screw last week. that's right, i got future endeavored. hey quantronix, you did a really bad job of keeping this news from us. we knew a week ahead of time that the guillotine was coming down and it gave us ample time to prepare. scott, at your next job, you might not want to say such phrases as "cut the fat" and "list by tuesday" in the hallway. shawn heard the whole thing. merry christmas, quantronix.
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