(Holidailies Day #6)
Hopefully, this will be the shortest entry of the lot. I overthought my term paper (still unfinished), so it is now a heaping pile of garbage that I have to turn into 12 pages of something intelligible by tomorrow.
Today in Ugh, So Olde:
One of our employees had no idea who Ed McMahon is. I made a(n admittedly) lame joke about him coming to the door with a giant cheque and she laughed. I asked if she knew what I was talking about. She said ‘The wrestling guy!’
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