Last week at my job, I was given a mild reprimand for using an outdated form to submit a regularly scheduled task. The form I used was last year's. On this year's form, on the fourth page, there's a four-part check-off box. The choice I checked was still worded the same, but the ones I didn't choose were worded differently this year.
So I was asked to re-submit the form.
It's kind of hard, at my age, to take this kind of thing seriously. Yet on the other hand, it's depressing to think that someone else takes it seriously. Very seriously.
Last fall while cleaning out my mom's things, I found an old report card of mine - 5th or 6th grade, I think. Marks off for using the wrong color ink, and "too much drawing."
Whatever, bitches. That's just how I roll.