we had a conversation about ritual suicide at work the other day and my coworker i’m the closest with was like “if that’s what we’re doing, i guess that’s what we’re doing”
I’m so jealous. Masking my humour at work for the last seven years has left me nearly sane, stopped even talking to myself when I’m alone because I’m so boring now. I hardly ever wink at myself in a mirror anymore, I’m beside myself…
We went from the housing situation to how the specific bridge at the Frankfurt Airport is not only comfy, but you also have a splatter party from people jumping from it, over if you could suicide by jumping from the height of our office, and ended with that people jumping but surviving (and vegetating in a wheelchair) must feel damn bad about not even being able to get that right.
The main driving force in those conversations is the group’s boss (so my boss’s boss).
we had a conversation about ritual suicide at work the other day and my coworker i’m the closest with was like “if that’s what we’re doing, i guess that’s what we’re doing”
A coworker once started a conversation with “I wonder how much it would cost to purchase a child”.
isn’t adoption free?
Too much paperwork.
Sometimes you gotta take one for the team. Otherwise what are we even doing here.
I’m so jealous. Masking my humour at work for the last seven years has left me nearly sane, stopped even talking to myself when I’m alone because I’m so boring now. I hardly ever wink at myself in a mirror anymore, I’m beside myself…
We went from the housing situation to how the specific bridge at the Frankfurt Airport is not only comfy, but you also have a splatter party from people jumping from it, over if you could suicide by jumping from the height of our office, and ended with that people jumping but surviving (and vegetating in a wheelchair) must feel damn bad about not even being able to get that right.
The main driving force in those conversations is the group’s boss (so my boss’s boss).