It's absolutely astonishing, the amount of junk people get away with before being fired. And there's kind of a beauty to it, too. The not my job moments from these masters of negligence are nothing short of artwork, crafted with the utmost non-care. May the radiant unprofessionalism of not my job moments persist, and live again to inconvenience someone who could really use a functional goddamn staircase.
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