Right.
So I just completed the online Weasel Central employee survey. I just realised that it is entirely possible for the powers that be to figure out that I was the gal with the unhappy answers. Yeah. I'm the only goofball in this position under that specific person (question 320), so I don't think it would take a genius to figure me out. Crud.
Other than that the entire office floor smells of varnish. And not the nail varnish variety for you Brits out there. I'm talking the kick ass, strip the skin off ya varnish. A very sexxy smell at 7.45 in the ayem. Poop.
I think Weasel Central is literally trying to kill me off. Crazy.