It was a Tuesday morning.....sitting in my cube, thinking I have the world by the balls. Eating a couple blueberry pop tarts and drinking a mountain dew while enjoying watching my stocks on E-trade. Not a care in the world...next thing I know, HR knocks on my desk and asks me to come to the staff room. She tells me I have 15 minutes to high-tail it out of the office or she's calling security. She gave me my walking papers and that was it. On the way out, I struck up a non-work related convo....long story short we met at twin peaks on 290 after work and got hammered drunk. 10 beers and 2 shots later, she was spread eagle on my bed.... The rest is, as they say, history. This is what's its all about....not sweating over whether I'll keep my job tomorrow...tomorrow may never come.
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U guys are nuts
Dear Penthouse...yeah right! Dream on.
You leave Rachel alone!!! IWanna get freaky wit her.
Nice!! Day I get laid off I'm walking straight to this blonde grab her by her juicy ass and tell her lets go the hotel
NEVER MIN, YOU SAID HR AND MY FAT HAIRY FEMALE MARRIED MANAGER AND I DONT WORK IN HR. GO COOGS!
HA! WAIT WAIT WAS THAT MY BIG FAT HAIRY MARRIED FEMALE MANAGER??!! I HOPE SHE'S NOT DUMPING ME AND REPLACING ME WITH YOU! SHE'S KNOWN FOR THAT. I CANT LET YOU REPLACE ME CAUSE THEN I WONT GET SPECIAL TREATMENT NO MORE!!!! TICKETS??!! BASEBALL SEASON WILL BE HERE SOON! GO ASTROS!
Was her name Rachel?
Wow what a colorful story! "Spread eagle on my bed"
Hell ya! Pics?