At work today, the super awkward guy called our office trying to rent space. He's a party planner, but he barely knows how to talk. I thought he asked for an open bar. Turns out he asked for an ochre bar. Ochre. Seriously? 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
