One of our guys who volunteered to be laid off is packing his desk... he shows one of the other guys this dried lemon that has been in his cubicle for something like a year.
The other guy: "Is that mold on that lemon?"
Guy who is leaving: "I really don't know what it is."
Other guy: "So you are saying your cubicle is possibly a biohazard?"
Etch (jumps up from seat): "I don't even know if that can catch on fire."
Shooka shooka shooka
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That which does not kill me postpones the inevitable.
Etch: "I finished that request that you asked me to do."
Me: "Good"
Etch: "Guess what? When I was in (system) I found 8 other requests from you."
Me: "Really?"
Etch: "Yeah. I found out I was searching in the system wrong. I couldn't find the request you sent me in email so I asked (our boss) about it. She showed me what to do."
Me: "That's good"
Etch: "I'll tell you what I told her...I'm not a slacker. I'm just a dummy."
Oh no, my Etch is back at it. I was watching a clip on YouTube that a friend sent me while eating my lunch. She came into my office saying, "What are you listening to, static?"
There was a car in it, so it was probably the engine noises. I said, "I'm watching a video clip."
She just couldn't understand it. "Like watching TV?"
My Etch just told me to delete the old versions of a flyer that I've done for this customer before.
I don't think so! See, I have brains, I just date my files to be sure I'm not using the old one.
As I was typing this, she told us she was headed out for the day because she has to go to physical therapy. She said, "You know, I wish it was MENTAL therapy!" Yeah, so do I.
My etch was apparently in the running for being "voluntold" to leave, but we had enough people volunteer that nobody out of our manager group was "voluntold". On the up side, just any time now I will have a new Etch story as one of our volunteers left a parting gift for her. She just has yet to find it.
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The Etch just came looking in my office for another lost job ticket. She loses them all the time. As I'm looking through my organized stack (that she wanted to look through, but there was no way I was letting her), she says, "How do these things vanish in thin air?"
Well, perhaps if you'd stop popping pills long enough to remember, and use a bit of organization, they wouldn't "vanish."
mine was in here and I thought I would blow my top or puke I was so angry. She can't count to 8, can't remember to tell me that she made an appointment, can't recird correct phone numbers and can't remember that an undecided mjor means nothing to me!
I caught Emily talking to herself in the bathroom this morning. I was glad that she was alone...but that is early to start talking to yourself! She is a true blonde!
It's just that she looked straight at me and said it loud and clear. At least when I'm mumbling to myself, I'm mumbling, and I'm looking off into the distance or something.
I caught Emily talking to herself in the bathroom this morning. I was glad that she was alone...but that is early to start talking to yourself! She is a true blonde!
I was her age when I started talking to myself. I'd be getting ready for school and just having a full blown conversation...
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Then she calls me to complain about the new website. It's buggy, but I like it when it works right. The things she's complaining about are just because she's not paying attention. I think she's disappointed that I didn't join in the whining with her.
There is one group of friends that are customers and they are CONSTANTLY losing/forgetting their usernames and passwords. I've had to give them info on four accounts in the last couple days.
I feel ya Web. Is it that hard to write them down? I'll admit to losing a password every once in a while, but at least I try to do something to remember.
Sure, it happens, but when its the same people over and over, AND I know they are friends from the same area, it makes you wonder whats in the water there.
I am just wondering Mz, how long before you snap one day and break her in half?
You know, she'll go days at a time keeping her etchiness to herself, and then she has days like these where she'll bug me about tons of little things that just take a little common sense to figure out. Continuing the corn quips doesn't help. This morning she asked me if I was out of my "purple corn haze." So I guess the answer depends on how many days in a row she inflicts her etchiness on me.