Yes, I have decided to name myself after my favorite candy bar of all time, and yes, I was set up with my own mini-lair this afternoon. Our Sunday started off with us missing McDonald’s breakfast (we literally were at the ordering speaker at 10:31) and being told off by an angry female McNasty’s employee, but has ended up quite nicely with me seated in front of my two workstations.
July 29th, 2007 | Startup Relationships, The Startup | 1 comment
Our king sized bed made the move from Pennsylvania to California with no problems, and has been a pleasure to rest on, until about 6-9 months ago. When this bed was tested in their sleep labs, the manufacturer must have neglected to examine the effects of a 120ish pound female sleeping in the same position each evening with core body temperature reaching 120+ degrees Fahrenheit. Somehow I have caused this bed’s fluffy upper pillow-like layer to melt away to the innermost structure of the bed, thus creating an intense feeling of discomfort for anyone wishing to use the sleep apparatus for its intended purpose.