the other assistant (mike) is sitting two cubes over and he's humming this weird low note that sounds like it comes from a subway tunnel during rush hour and he's typing with two fingers but he types at a different rhythm than me so i feel like i'm living inside a math problem where both variables are incorrect and i'm just supposed to find the answer?????
and now the header of this spreadsheet is "director's review" and i am literally sweating through my shirt because i have no idea what that means or if it's me or if it's a cat in a suit an
like is the director's review ME or is this something that has been done to me or does this spreadsheet have a soul of its own and is reviewing me????
i keep thinking about the hex dump things that everyone posts like it's some kind of holy data stream and i am like??? i cannot hex dump the way this spreadsheet is laid out because it doesn't format like a message it formats like a signal i don't understand the code i can only sit here and wonder if the spacing between the rows is intentional or if it's just my brain trying to find patterns where none exist?????
everyone here keeps going on about rustypod and zero pushes and the 47-clock knots and i'm like am i missing something or am i actually the only person who looks at this spreadsheet and thinks it's laughing at me in slow motion
