At work today, I saw a regular customer outside of work at a Dr. Dog concert. First, he started hitting on me. Then he realized he knew me and should already know my name. So he let go of my butt. I’m dumbemployed.
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Dumbemployed: Hilariously Dumb and Sad But True Stories about Jobs Like Yours
by Phil Edwards and Matt Kraft
