Dustin had a horrible day at work. Misery. Total misery. I was coerced into ordering forty bucks' worth of Girl Scout cookies from co-workers' daughters. A month from now we'll be up to our ears in Thin Mints, Peanut Butter Patties and Do-Si-Dos. Here's a twenty. Misery loves company.
Steve Kelley Jeff Parker
Good day at work? Not great. I spend nearly everything I earned ordering girl scout cookies from co-workers. That hardly seems fair. Four different parents strong-armed me into filling out order forms from their daughters. Turns out girl scout cookies are the ultimate mom-and-pop business.