That woman in the background went to a wild and crazy KISS party that lasted until the wee hours, and didn't quite manage to clean all the makeup off her face. She was the one with the star eye makeup.

You just never know. Secret lives of co-workers and all.

Nobody thought that was funny? Okay, I give up. You guys just entertain yourselves from now on.

I just don't like that picture. And I don't like the idea of not having enough time or energy to the point that I have to heat my lunch at my goddamn desk. And I don't like looking at that picture on a weekend because it reminds me of my goddamn job.

That's why I didn't comment.

That's nasty.