True story: a temp worker once moved into the desk next to mine, but they couldn’t get their computer monintor just the right height. I told them to go to the library and ask for a book about this size, about so thick. And to pick a color they liked. (they didn’t do it.)
Ah there is a logic within the madness. Does this make me mad too, or was I crazy to begin with. He cries because he does not know.
True story: a temp worker once moved into the desk next to mine, but they couldn’t get their computer monintor just the right height. I told them to go to the library and ask for a book about this size, about so thick. And to pick a color they liked. (they didn’t do it.)