Its a slow day at work and I don’t know what to do with myself. One of my coworkers asked if I wanted to do an exchange with her – that’s when we massage each other. I declined because I’m a jerk and would rather type a blog post and take pictures of myself all on my iPhone. She’s sitting in the breakroom with me. It’s a little awkward.
She’s on the phone with her back turned. Now’s my chance to take narcissistic pictures of myself.
I’m a crazy mad massage therapist. You got a problem foo?
My godfather impression.
I have to pretend to read my book cause people are starting to notice my odd behavior.
I’m reading like a normal person.
My shoes are starting to stink again.
Time for some disinfectant spay.
My coworker saw me standing outside of work spraying my shoes and smelling them last week.
Making my face as large as possible.