At work today, I had to iron my suit pants before going to work. Naturally, I singed them and didn't have a replacement. The result? I went to work with an iron print on my butt. I'm dumbemployed.
Filed Under: Overtime ( iron suit singed )
Dumbemployed: Hilariously Dumb and Sad But True Stories about Jobs Like Yours
by Phil Edwards and Matt Kraft
