This Is Dedicated to the One, The Only, Lynn Gallo
Ever wonder what it's like to be tortured? Well, become acquainted with Lynn Gallo. She'll email you at work, she'll tell you to call her, then acted annoyed that you did. She'll tell you that you suck, then she'll tell you that you owe her a million dollars because she doesn't like the same baseball team that you do. This is what it's like to NOT work for Lynn Gallo. Because, she's NOT MY BOSS!! We don't even work in the same proximity of another.
Granted, knowing Lynn has it's perks. She tells you her way cool Halloween costume, and about things that she likes to do in her spare time. But then, she'll tell you you're invited places, BUT DOESN'T INVITE YOU ANYWHERE, when you invite her to your way cool Halloween party.
Lynn Gallo is bad news. She can micromanage you from across 4 towns. I don't know where she contracted these horrible super powers, but she has them, and I'm just letting you know to beware. I think she's a littl evil. Plus, she smells a little.
Granted, knowing Lynn has it's perks. She tells you her way cool Halloween costume, and about things that she likes to do in her spare time. But then, she'll tell you you're invited places, BUT DOESN'T INVITE YOU ANYWHERE, when you invite her to your way cool Halloween party.
Lynn Gallo is bad news. She can micromanage you from across 4 towns. I don't know where she contracted these horrible super powers, but she has them, and I'm just letting you know to beware. I think she's a littl evil. Plus, she smells a little.
posted by Allison at 9:40 AM
7 Comments:
Just remember...it's better to work for Lynn than against her. I can tell you tales...oh the tales I can tell.
First of all I do not smell. I showered twice yesterday and once today. So there!
Secondly, Brooke is right. It is better to play with me than against me because I can make your life a living hell!
Allison, why don't you tell these people how you love me and send me pictures of your cleavage and beg for me to take you out and hang out with you!
Lynn tells me things like how I make her day. She loves me more than I could ever love her. I don't know about that. I just want to hang out with Lynn because I really want to stage an intervention. She had a horrible dependency to Tic-Tacs. She crushes them and put them in her nose. She takes tic-tac baths. She sleeps with them under her pillow. Especially the orange ones, those are her favorite. I'm a little scared for her well-being. I just want her to get better. So although it may seem like all I want to do is hang out with her. Really I just want to help her.
Good thing you don't know about my addiction to Sloppy Joes! I sleep with the cans every other night and on weekends I sleep with the rolls!
So working for Lynn has its perks, does it?
Well, then hear my story. In short, every day, Lynn is YELLING at me, BLAMING me for ANYTHING that goes WRONG....It's becoming a daily ritual..
Just this morning, I come in, early Monday morning, still groggy from my wonderful sleep, still reflecting on yet another fantastic, wonderful, fun-filled weekend, where I hung out with my friends, did my weekly duty at the homeless shelter, and donated another $10K to the United Nations.....OK, the last 2 aren't true.....OK fine!...none of them are true...I DID NOTHING this weekend!...Happy?!....Anyway, I open up my email, I see a work-related message from Lynn.
Being the hard-working, responsible young man that I am, I immediately seek her counsel on this WORK-related issue (note that WORK is emphasized)..
And what kind of response do I get from her? Not only does she talk about a topic NOT related to work...shame shame...but she SNAPS at me, and tells me how mad she is at me, because I made her dream about something freaky over the weekend....
I can't imagine what tomorrow's verbal thrahsing will be: "Jeff! This pizza is the best pizza I've ever tasted! But I didn't want pepperoni! Thanks a lot Jeff!"
First of all you cursed me and made me dream bad things! Bad bad things! A dream of my dead grandma and my father at a cocain party is not a good thought! Why did you do this to me Jeff! And on a side note, I like my pizza plain thank you very much! Because of you, Brooke is leaving early sick. You made her mad and made her head spin!
Lynn, i will never, ever make you mad... lol
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