I just don't understand yelling at people in a office setting. We're all grownups. What good does it do?
A guy was just by telling about one of their officemates back in the day. One day he punched the keyboard so hard, keys flew off and landed on other people. No one commented. Apparently, things went flying in that office a lot, and everyone would just hunker down and wait for it to blow over.
Now, I'll mutter imprecations at the screen, though I try not to swear too badly, and make threatening gestures at my computer but....hitting a desk so hard that the ball in the trackball pops out and rolls out the door? Seriously?
Haven't seen the sysadmin in an hour.
I have a confession to make. I am not a 36 year old female librarian and mother of two adorable children. I am actually president-elect Barack Obama. I know my secret is safe with all of you.
Well, to be honest, it was sort of obvious.
Yeah, I think we all called that one, "flea".
I have a confession to make. I am not a 36 year old female librarian and mother of two adorable children. I am actually president-elect Barack Obama. I know my secret is safe with all of you.
...so then who is the woman you hired to meet us as "flea"? And those adorable children? And that woman "Nutty" who is her "sister"?? This raises more questions than answers, I tell you! I demand an investigative committee! Where is Patrick Fitzgerald when I need him! What did you do with that woman?! What was your REAL relationship with her?
Where is Patrick Fitzgerald when I need him!
I have a confession to make....
I have a confession to make....
I had been wondering why I've never seen a picture of you and Patrick Fitzgerald in the same place at the same time.
Oh, man, my boss just raised his voice in a meeting (with my co-workers, nobody external). That NEVER EVER happens.
one of us! one of us!
Well, he's certainly been outed as geek already. And if he hadn't, the crackberry addiction would have done so.
I have a confession to make. I am not a 36 year old female librarian and mother of two adorable children. I am actually president-elect Barack Obama. I know my secret is safe with all of you.
Wait, how can that be when I'M president-elect Barack Obama? Or was it Cindy...I forget now.
Or maybe the ferrets...
I had been wondering why I've never seen a picture of you and Patrick Fitzgerald in the same place at the same time.
My double-identity has resulted in lots of wacky hijinks, let me tell you. I'll never forget the night that I had give a speech at the National Federal Prosecutors Convention Dinner, while facilitating a meeting of the Chicago Slothful Misanthropic Atheists next door....
