So this morning while getting my fix of crack aka coffee in our break room, I walked in on some of my coworkers talking about what they did for their New Years Eve. Well apparently I missed the first half of a crazy great story because all I heard was:
"Then the guy goes outside with his 45 and starts shooting in the parking lot. The police weren't too friendly with him. He had too much holiday cheer. You know, too much of that little white line holiday cheer..."
A few moments of awkward silence later the guy just grabbed his coffee and walked out without saying anything more.
I wish these break room walls could talk.
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