This is just a really conversation I had with my co-worker about another co-worker we both loathe....(the last sentences we both posted came almost simultaneously)
(to protect my co-workers identity her name has been changed)
shMorgan: she was talking "to herself" (aka to me but not to me) in the copy room about how she was taking the last ream of paper
me: I just assumed there was a third employee out here that actually gave a damn about her
shMorgan: and then she had to painstakingly determine outloud whether that ream was in fact plain and not hole punched
me: oh dont worry...she dutifully came out and told me about it
shMorgan: i said exactly 4 words the whole time she was in there
"it's on the outside" as she was ripping the paper
me: they dont label that shit on the outside
why would you think such a thing?
shMorgan: no obviously not
how silly of me
and i'll also not assume that you weren't telling me in a backhanded way that my ass should go and get some more mother fucking paper
sorry
me: i mean doesnt everything just come in a package that states just enough for you to know the base level of what it is?
like CORN or SHIRT
shMorgan: yes...that's how i like to buy food i like cans that say things like "tomato" and "beans"
but not what sort...the element of surprise gives it a little something extra
and that old-timey war ration feeling
me: look you stupid whore..not everyone lived through the great depression
Friday, August 15, 2008
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"Just a really conversation"? I am really happy that you are not a journalist. Maybe this is why you aren't being paid for this shit yet!
BTW, great name changing. What would you do for someone named Sharon?
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