People at work have decided my new super power is being the Bionic Sales Woman this week.
I have 282,298,655 pages of notes I have to complete by the end of this month.
Approximately 173,297,082 of said 282,298,655 pages are technically not my job.
I took my lunch break to
inhale tequila shots... slam my head against the wall to induce a coma... cry hysterically to my mom on the phone yesterday.
Needless to say, I did not have time to think of a good I'm Just Sayin' for today.
Work is not conducive to quality blogging.
I'm just sayin'.
Can you guess where I am?