More soda, more aggravation.

Holy crap, someone needs to tell Rob that there are these things called straws that can *gasp* help you drink soda without driving everyone in this office up the freakn’ wall. Now, I’m fully aware that he’ll most likely spend an ungodly amount of time sipping the last reminisce of his soda with said straw, but trust me it would be well worth it. He just sits with it, all day long taking the longest & loudest sips imaginable. Then when it’s too warm to drink, he’ll just get another! Office bureaucracy & corporate’s inability to fire anyone is killing this place.