killing the friday feeling
friday was sooooo niiiiice…
...till 2pm
i was in the kitchen at work, had the plate ready, the fridge was open, i was about to reach for my chinese takeout leftovers from the day before…
...when the office manager came in and told me:
OM: dude, the optics table came, UPS is downstairs, and the package is like 700lbs
me: O_o
OM: look for yourself
and yes, it was a huge fuck ass damn bitch of a 700lbs package.
sorry for the explicit language, but that’s the only thing that’s worth describing the next 1.75h of the day:
getting that crap to the second floor of the building.
thank god we could take it apart.
i only ended up with the need for one bandaid since i cut my thumb :/
here it is, in all it’s beauty, 300lbs, we had two of ‘em:
