Take What You Can Get

Sometimes, my job irritates me. Sometimes, it irritates me a lot. Every once in a while, however, something small will happen that at least amuses me enough to help get through one of the bad days. It's things like being able to say, with all seriousness, "I had to go put on my tie so that I can look professional when the Byelorussians^* do their walk through."


^*Yes, I could say Belarusians, but phrasing it this way emphasizes the inherent absurdity of the whole thing.