Frasier Dog

Holy fuck the people here are hard to crack. They're perfectly nice now that they know me, but the connection is entirely superficial and skin deep. There's an dog in our office, Scooter, and the fucking thing pulls this move where if I bend over to pet it, he walks away just as I'm about to get there. This happened twice, which is fully embarrassing, and I can't fucking believe a dog beat me that easily. He trotted off like Bambi.

I suck.