monster sarcasm rally

In high school there were two types of kids: those who were naturally gifted but did no work and those who got good grades because of all the effort they put in. The first set did nothing; never studied, rarely did homework, aced all the exams. These were the kids sitting on the floor in the hallway at lunch madly writing essays that had to be handed in 20 minutes later. The second set did all their homework, spent hours each evening studying, did well on their exams. When an essay was due, they spent the entire weekend beforehand writing their outlines, their rough drafts, then their second drafts, and finally their good copies.

Admit it; if you were in the second set of kids, you hated those of us in the first. Right? We know you did.

We're not in high school anymore, and now the tables have turned.

New Chick here was probably one of those who fell into the second category. Your host here at Monster Sarcasm Rally proudly fell into the first. It worked for me in high school. But now I'm worried. See, I could run circles around New Chick. I could do this job better than she and the Ferengi combined. But that would take effort.

New Chick had car troubles yesterday. She got stranded in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the snow storm. She never made it in. Totally understandable... She's making up for it by coming in four hours early today! What the heck? She shows up on time, she doesn't slack off, she always puts the effort in. She's making me look bad, and I don't like it.

Ah, whatever... I'm going for breakfast.