At work today, the state director returned to work after a week-long "sickness" to hand out some awards. I received one and shook his hand for a pic. He later revealed that he had poison oak below the waist b/c he kept on itching his junk. I immediately washed my hands, and mind. I'm dumbemployed.
Filed Under: Bosses ( sickness poison oak junk )
Dumbemployed: Hilariously Dumb and Sad But True Stories about Jobs Like Yours
by Phil Edwards and Matt Kraft
