If you thought field trips were just for fifth graders and zoos, you were wrong.
Yesterday this popped up in my inbox:
So come 3:00 pm, we all (and by all, I mean the three of us) pile into my boss' 4-Runner for our undisclosed adventure. This is where we ended up:
FREE CONE DAY, motheruckers!
Here are my bosses, i.e. little kids, clogging up the line because they simply can.not.choose.
This leads me to one conclusion...my job is better than your job.
2 comments:
what flavor did you get?
Cherry Garcia, duh. It was either that or a million chocolatey flavors which normally would be awesome but I'd eaten a brownie for lunch because I didn't know what the outing would entail. Oh and because I'm a fat kid at heart.
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