My boss (known from this moment on as "Pattycake") is at some co-op in Westchester right now. She called me literally 19 times in a row. Everytime I would answer the phone and everytime, no one would be at the other end. When I finally did talk to her, she sounded a little...drunk. Apparently my 50 year old boss was doing shots of Patron last night. I can tell today is going to be a great fucking day.
I live at the zoo and I work at the zoo.
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