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I make a rule of never talking about my day job. It's just not interesting. Today I will make an exception to tell you two things:

My boss told me that keeping my hair out of my eyes with paperclips was an inappropriate use of office supplies, and I'd better watch myself. She was totally serious. I had to step on my own toe really hard to keep from rolling my eyes and telling her she could stick paperclips where the stars don't twinkle.

Speaking of where the stars don't twinkle, it turns out that the guy who sits next to me didn't get fired a week and a half ago after all. He had to have some sort of emergency total rectalectomy. I'd rather get fired.

And apparently I can do so by wearing office supplies in my hair. Tomorrow, let's see what I can do with the three-hole punch.