I've been told I've been mean writing about Randy, the co-worker who sits next to me at work. See, I'm not trying to be mean. Just explaining a situation and a guy who offers something different to talk about. Heck, he makes fun of himself too for being disorganized and how he constantly looses things. It's kinda funny actually because I have gotten to kinda like the guy. He cracks me up at times and I admire that he doesn't sit around at home but likes to travel a lot and has seen more of Florida in the past 3 months than I have in years.
So tell me. Am I really being mean? Should talk of the Randimonium cease? Although I was reminded this morning that my motto is "If you don't like it, get your own blog."