…And It Got My Weight Wrong, Too!

The other night at the Day Job, I was looking for non-work things to do. There were a few things I could have/should have done, but I was tired and feeling crappy, so I was basically walking around and trying to figure out what I could do that would make it look like I was doing something productive.

Then I noticed that my colleagues had had Chinese food earlier in the day, and left a few things behind. More specifically, a fortune cookie.

What the hell. They were gone, I was alone, no one was watching, and I wasn’t really doing anything. So I took it.

The fortune inside?

You have a very strong sense of duty.

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