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Of Mt. Rainier, visible through the windows:
- "If it blows, we'll be the first to know."
- "And the first among the dead."
- "Ah, but will we know we're dead, though?"
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- "He's so disingenuous."
- "Is that a word?"
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My manager: "That's about as much fun as getting shot in the head."
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"I'll be home around six. Don't let the dog eat that."
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ETA: Oh, by the way, joy: I am no longer sitting by Annoying Cubicle Woman, *and* I am also out of hearing range of the senior manager's barking-dog clock. The one with a different dog bark for every hour. The one where, at noon, the Labrador Retriever barks twelve times.
Knock on wood for both of these.
ETA2: "Hey, I'm not a trained monkey. Not any more."
