I really can't make this stuff up...

I've mentioned a few times my co-worker Cassie. She is the single mom of two teenage boys.


They are teenaged only in that they have lived 15 and 16 years. Mentally I think they are 4.

They call their mom for EVERYTHING. If they want a snack when they get home, her cellphone rings because they need permission.

It's insane.

I think she wouldn't have it any other way.

Cassie wasn't in yesterday. She had to work from home because one of her kids was sick.
Her kids are 15 and 16. That is insane. If I was 10 and was sick I would stay home alone. This woman needs to stay home to care for a teenager?

Does he have malaria? I kinda doubt it. My kid is 2, so yes I can see working from home if a child that age is sick, but a teenager?

Jesus.

Cassie's friend Kat answers the phones here. She is something else.

27 years old.

Three kids.

Two different fathers.

Twice divorced.

Let that sink in for a second.

This chick has lousy taste in men and loves some fucking skin on skin sex.

She owns her own home and her mortgage is about three thousand dollars a month. Crazy money. That is almost double my mortgage. I know I make more than her so I am wondering how she swings it.

Her sister lives with her and pays rent. On top of that, Kat has taken a second job at a donut shop.

More power to her. A parent has to do whatever it takes to support their family.

Yea that isn't the case. She is working the second job because the insurance at my company doesn't support breast implants.

Mommy needs some titties. She also always comes in feeling like shit because she was out boozing the night before.

She was in the cube ahead of mine the other day. All I could hear was her voice. One of my co-workers was looking for her and she said she was in the cube.

The dude walks in and says "What are you doing?"

All I hear is "Look I'm grabbing my ankles!!"

This place keeps getting better.