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Wow… just wow

Honestly, I have to give those assfaces in Marketing credit. They really got me. Here is the story.

Somehow, the Marketing guys found out that Ashley and I were meeting up on Halloween. They wanted to mess with it. In order to do that, they threated one of our sysadmins and got access to my Outlook. They proceeded to send emails to Ashley telling her to “Meet me at the party!”. Once she was at the party, they kept telling her that I was on my way. To top it off, they emailed her “my” phone number so she could text me. That number happened to be for Scott. Scott the biggest of the assfaces. Scott kept pretending to be me and really messed things up. How elaborate.

So, thats what happened. Ashley thinks I am a dick because I stood her up. I can imagine Scott’s text messages didn’t help the siatuation either.  I sure love working in this office.

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