Issue 4.36
Trust me, there is no way around a rotten supervisor. Jay Duret is going to tell you all about it.
Trust me, there is no way around a rotten supervisor. Jay Duret is going to tell you all about it.
“(n): When circumstances become so outrageously fucked-up (see fucked-up) that they cannot be repaired, fixed, ignored or blamed on someone else.” – online slang dictionary Chuck E. Cheese segues to FUBAR. What else is new? Ben Shaberman rolls out the …
“For now it’s nothing.” Ron Roy finds the beauty in monotony.
Two items: 1) M. A. Schaffner demonstrates on the board, and 2) Eric Miller explains the intricacies of tech industry employment.
Hey Homie. Can you do me a favor? This week, Chuck Ross responds: I would rather spit in your tiramisu.
Are you digesting by candlelight? This week, Brittany Allen dives into the wreckage that is food service.
We never thought we’d get bathroom humor here at WORK. Please welcome to the stage Drew Pisarra!
Today was a bad day. Just say you are fine because Helen Sinoradzki doesn’t entirely want to know how you are doing.
Industrious reporter, Karen Swartz, details the bleary-eyed activities of a driven young man.
What do you think every time crossing between the stacks of a double-deck bridge? Alison Stein ramps up commuting.
Some days, it’s the little things that count. Today, Maureen Ann Connolly sends special thanks to Yolanda, maker of perfect creases.