So in protest of my leaving my current job, the building I work in decided to break its air conditioning. We went in Monday and thought, geez, it's kinda warm in here isn't it? Later in the day we hear that the AC in the entire building is out. In the afternoon we hear that it's going to be out until Thursday morning and that it's ok to come to work in t-shirt, shorts, and slippers and to take vacation if you so desire.
They closed our factory down because it was too hot upstairs. Tuesday we go in and it's ****** boiling hot inside at 88 degrees. Everyone's getting a headache and finally at 10:30 I decided I'd had it and went home on vacation pay. Today was even worse with temperatures of 91 in my area and 95 in the manager's offices. Everyone was told to just stay until they couldn't take it then just go home. And to make it even worse, they announced that the AC wouldn't be fixed to Friday or Monday, which of course means Monday when I won't even be there anymore. Talk about a sucky way to end my time there. :(
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Ahh, I thought this was gonna be like a Friar's Club type thing (or the vastly inferior Comedy Central deal).
Sorry to hear that, Pikko. You should just not shower beforehand and stink the place up with sweatiness.
Sorry to hear that, Pikko. You should just not shower beforehand and stink the place up with sweatiness.
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we all know liberals are well adjusted american citizens who only want what's best for society. While conservatives are evil money grubbing scum who only want to sh*t on the little man and rob the world of its resources.
If I were you, I would demand they send you a fairwell pie by way of compensation for lost goodbye days!
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On the bright side, I get to take vacation. When I asked my boss if I could take one day vacation before I left her eyes popped out of her head and she very laughingly said no. Then said ok to leaving 2 hours early Monday. So now I get to take more than a 2 hour vacation!
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So now I get to take more than a 2 hour vacation!
You could almost watch an entire movie on your vacation!
Upon reading the thread subject, did anyone else get a mental image of a hot petite nekked hawian woman (without tan lines) hog-tied with an apple jammed in her yap, or was it just me? 
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Upon reading the thread subject, did anyone else get a mental image of a hot petite nekked hawian woman (without tan lines) hog-tied with an apple jammed in her yap, or was it just me?
/waggle
It should come as no surprise to aynone, but I like girlie sweat. I don't care from which sweaty place it comes, either, I just love me the smell of some female exertion or heat.
Jesus, did I really just type that?
Jesus, did I really just type that?
I had plenty of that today. 96 degrees at the office today. 88 degrees outside.
They finally decided to close down the whole office tomorrow, so today was my last day. I had to scramble like crazy and stay late to clean out my desk and write notes on everything I thought I could do tomorrow. Took me half an hour to drive home and even with the A/C on full blast the whole way, I was still sweaty and sticky. +_+
They finally decided to close down the whole office tomorrow, so today was my last day. I had to scramble like crazy and stay late to clean out my desk and write notes on everything I thought I could do tomorrow. Took me half an hour to drive home and even with the A/C on full blast the whole way, I was still sweaty and sticky. +_+
You even like a$$ sweat dripping off the six hour old heavy flow pad nestled between her thighs, Turtle? No lie, when I was a teenager there was this one girl who loved to do ballet in the gym in front of all the dudes ballin' on the main court. You'd have ten guys running up and down court and thirty more hanging on the sidelines waiting for next.
This chick would come in and begin stretching and limbering up in her leotard (circa 1976) trying to get the fellas to eyeball her. Her name was Robin as I recall. Anyhow, it was a fairly entertaining show. You finish running a 5v5 game to 21 and sit out a couple of games getting an breather watching the eye candy. Alls well and good until after a half hour of spins and arabesques she began sweating and that vertical line of "dew" wet her 'tard down the crack of her a$$. We're OK with that too, I mean she's just working up a healthy glow, right?
Just about then, she does these splits with her legs out to the sides. The ball game slows down, time sorta elongates as guys are checking out this new intriguing position, when all of a sudden the mudflaps on her maxipad come into view as she bends at the waist full spread.
Whoa.
It's like time sped back up or a record player goes from 33 speed to 76 rpm and rrrrrrrrrrit! Guys are nudging their buddies in the ribs and pointing at the fullon roadkill between her gash and teenaged d1cks across the gym go flaccid. Even highschool hormones couldn't compete with that sight.
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This chick would come in and begin stretching and limbering up in her leotard (circa 1976) trying to get the fellas to eyeball her. Her name was Robin as I recall. Anyhow, it was a fairly entertaining show. You finish running a 5v5 game to 21 and sit out a couple of games getting an breather watching the eye candy. Alls well and good until after a half hour of spins and arabesques she began sweating and that vertical line of "dew" wet her 'tard down the crack of her a$$. We're OK with that too, I mean she's just working up a healthy glow, right?
Just about then, she does these splits with her legs out to the sides. The ball game slows down, time sorta elongates as guys are checking out this new intriguing position, when all of a sudden the mudflaps on her maxipad come into view as she bends at the waist full spread.
Whoa.
It's like time sped back up or a record player goes from 33 speed to 76 rpm and rrrrrrrrrrit! Guys are nudging their buddies in the ribs and pointing at the fullon roadkill between her gash and teenaged d1cks across the gym go flaccid. Even highschool hormones couldn't compete with that sight.
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After much contemplation, weighing the innate sexiness of ballerinaism and sweaty nubility against the rather vile protrusion of the pad, I've decided that I am lacking enough info to make an informed decision on whether or not that is arousing.
I guess what I'm asking is: Was she a brunette?
I guess what I'm asking is: Was she a brunette?
She was. About 5 foot 3, stacked and packed, a walking, talking sexual dynamo if locker room talk was to be believed. My fondest recollections of her were climbing the stairs behind her on the way to class and catching a glimpse of those knickers. Micros were all the rage back then, bless 'em.
/sigh
Ol' Zama American High. Good times, good times.
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/sigh
Ol' Zama American High. Good times, good times.
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