for the

 

I love it when people ask me questions, and then don't like the answers so they ask around the original question to trip me up. If you don't want to listen to what I say, don't ask me in the first goddamn place. It's like I work in an office full of toddlers.

 

When your boss can't spell confidential and makes 5 times as much as you do & has no formal education...

f@#k.

This is proof that it's not what you know but who you know.

I haven't a degree in my possession either, but I can spell f@#king confidential.

 

That's pretty bad.

 

Such is my life. I don't know the right people.

 

I will not be leaving at "~5 PM," unfortunately...

 

<-- Not the "right" people.

 

Have to bump, unfortunately.

Our office was broken into last weekend, they busted up the frame for my door as the entry point as all the other doors have a steel frame. They only took a couple cash boxes (less than $300) and nothing else.

I ordered a steel reinforcing door jamb to repair my door frame from Amazon on Monday and paid for overnight shipping so I'd get it Tuesday. It's now Thursday, and I just got an email from Amazon saying they've refunded the shipping charge since there was a delay in shipping the order, but I still don't have a tracking #...



I should've just ordered it from Home Depot as I would've had it yesterday.

 

You are that far out that you can't just go get one?

 

Also what are the cash boxes for