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We went to the hockey game last night in the limo bus for our staff party. Umm, whatever we got kicked out at the beginning of the second period because a million losers complained that we were being too loud and swearing and "taking illegal pictures of them". Six or seven cops escorted us out and I was dumb drunk super loud mouthe talking about how the Ottawa police are just right useless at solving crimes but apparently are over effective at ensuring people don't have fun at hockey games. That cop whose badge you can see pushed me. Whatever.

The Ottawa police seriously are TERRIBLE at solving crimes. The other day on my walk to work I saw this guy run out of a bakery he just robbed, the alarm was going off and the glass was all busted and he hopped on a bike and took off down this side street. I call the cops from work like a minute later and they are like oh yeah? ummm can you come down to the station and make a statement? and I am like umm, no I am at work and they are like well how about when you get off work? and I am like no, I dont get off till 1 am sorry, no dice. How about I just told you what this guy is wearing and where he just was; go look for him retards.

Oh yeah, anyway, getting kicked out was pretty funny. Then we went to a shawarma shop and had a dance party. I have a funny workplace. It is like place of refuge for social misfits or something. Also, we have a couch in the green room with a million giz stains all over it. It is pretty much the romantic center of the club.

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