Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

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Ok, but how many other females work in your office?

Why, exactly none!
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Except for my friend who fills in for me when I have to be out of town occasionally...but she's a clean freak, so I don't mind sharing with her at all.

Yeah, so you SHOULD have your own bathroom. Duh. But now if you run out of toilet paper, you can't blame someone else.
 
Then again, having your own bathroom really doesn't matter when every single freaking time you walk in there the phone decides to ring. *does pee pee dance at desk*
 
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Debi, they will probably think your office is big enough to house all of their extended families. Worry not.

Which is not to criticize the Chinese, more to point out how spoiled we are. Just so there's no misunderstandings.
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no way...you ever watch those house hunter kind of shows and when people are in China everything is sooo tiny...it's like a caboose is thier whole apartment...just flip up the bed and there's the toilet. ha ha...ok, maybe not that extreme.
 
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I'd rather my normal computer. The thing gets called a smacktop because it gets smacked on a regular basis. As in, I put it on the babies, they kick/punch it on an 30 second schedule, it's agreeable.

Debi, sure, that looks like a normal office to ME....

Normal is a setting on a washing machine. I carry permanent bruises from trying to get out of my office to use the restroom, which has a bathroom fairy that squirts air freshener every tme I go in there.

Put a sock over it. That's what me and my sister's used to do to my dad's 2 grandfather clocks.... he'd eventually figure it out but we went to extreme measures to shut those things up.
 
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Normal is a setting on a washing machine. I carry permanent bruises from trying to get out of my office to use the restroom, which has a bathroom fairy that squirts air freshener every tme I go in there.

Put a sock over it. That's what me and my sister's used to do to my dad's 2 grandfather clocks.... he'd eventually figure it out but we went to extreme measures to shut those things up.

*removes brain from the gutter*
 
wait...buffy wants your brain there...don't touch it, it may explode...oh wait, that's me, I'm the exploding one..wait though, you've got twins in your belly so technically your explosive too.
 
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Yep. [runs out of loo zippering...]

Seriously? You all don't have voice mail?
 
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