Growing Up, My Penis Vase & Saving the Ta-Tas
Ech. The time has come for me and OG’s tranquil, quiet, happy, little office to start to close it’s doors.
We’ve had 8 years of solitude and nobody bugging us…
Well except for our hottie UPS guy popping in once a day.
What’s next? Well, I’m packing.
And just like people home’s collect years of worthless and dust collecting shit… so did this office.
What is breaking my heart isn’t necessarily the move and it’s not the fact that we are moving into a bigger office with 20 some-odd other people.
Well, yes, that is kind of it.
Why? Am I anti-social?
No. I’m not. But, moving into a bigger and better position means I can’t litter my walls like a dirty old-man’s garage anymore.
The new place has men in it. Men who may not look at me as a professional type peanut counter if when they walk by they see penis flower vases and skantily clad men hanging on the wall.
So long to the days of gazing happily into the eyes of the Chippendales who hang on the inside of my office door.
So long to the clapping monkey and pirates who hang on my wall.
Yah. We’ll see how long I last before the penis vase gets put out in plain sight.
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