It’s an extra-busy week here at ClueWagon headquarters, so in lieu of any actual content, I bring you:
A guy who screwed himself out of a job in a single tweet
and
I expect to be back to my more-or-less regular posting schedule next week. Until then, don’t tweet stupid stuff, and eat some cake or something.
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I was desperately afraid that cake would have something obscene on it.
Really, though. If one of my employees resigned via cake? They’d have a letter of recommendation by the end of the day.
Unless it’s a lemon cake, in which case I’d have to decline their notice and usher them out the door.
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See, I’d need to know what sort of frosting it was before I decided how to handle this. Buttercream frosting–out the door. Whipped cream frosting–letter of recommendation.
If it was an ice cream cake with whipped cream frosting, I’d do the letter of recommendation AND buy them a red stapler for their new office or something.
The cake is awesome!
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