Me = Milton

Gosh, folks! Sorry about all those cartoon-related posts. It's just, you know, when it rains, it pours sometimes.

I thought I was in compliance with my blogger Terms Of Service agreement, what with all those posts about my car woes, but it turns out I've been deficient in writing about one specific topic, i.e. "work!"

Well, just like my buddy Milton (pictured), my desk was moved recently and it was moved into the supply closet. I kid you not! The fact that I resemble Milton's older, less virile cousin coupled with my fairly accurate imitation of same kept visitors in stitches for weeks!

"I was told that I could listen to my radio programs at a reasonable volume. That's... that's my stapler."

Oh, and hey, folks, isn't it great when a co-worker uses your back as a handy storage unit for their many and varied knives?

Um, I just love post-it notes, don't you? Especially the "extra sticky" kind!

Er, ah, and what's the deal with "casual day?" Uh...

Oh, dammit! I can't do it! I can't bring myself to write about my workaday world. It's just too banal and, paradoxically, upsetting.

So, I'm in violation of my TOS! Go ahead, blogger and toss me off the Internet!

I... I... just... can't... do... it...