At work today, I had an awkward moment. Let's just say I had Mexican last night. Of course, as soon as I emerge from the stall, my boss walks in. He just looked at me and scowled. "Please, please wash your hands," he said. I did. 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
