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Is it Friday yet??
Is it Friday yet??
I normally thrive on deadlines, crunchtime, 24 hours worth of work to accomplish in 2.5 hours. I love the pressure, the rush, the challenge...
But I have to admit that today that it wasn't fun. I am tired of others shirking their responsibilities, pushing work off on others, apathy out the ass, while my workload increased to take up their slack. I am not the type of person who just says the hell with it and lets quality slide . I feel sometimes I work in a kindergarten only I don't get nap time or milk and cookies. OK. I do get milk and cookies where I work it's just the nap I am missing
Should adults really truly throw a fit in the office because another co-worker didn't smile or say hello to them? Is the world going to come to an end if you leave for lunch 3 minutes later than normal? Don't tell me you didn't get the e-mail or that noone told you what to do because I return receipts my e-mail now ! I can prove you did, just don;t make me have to do it.
I think I need a frappucino, a hot bubble bath, and a good laugh to relieve my stress today.
10/12/2005 9:31 am
Seriously!!!!! Work in an office setting and deal with the same people! Always trying to pass things off on others and people actually take more time to get out of work then just to do it their damn selves!!! And the shit talking, WOW out of control. Ive just learned to do as much as I can while at work and keep my head down and mouth shut lol.|
10/12/2005 3:57 pm
dasher121-- who needs Jerry Springer when we have our offices |
10/12/2005 4:16 pm
I can't help with the other 2 things, but I hope to may you laugh.|
THE PROXY FATHER
After years of frustration, the Smiths had no children and decided
to use a proxy father to start their family.
On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife
and said, "I'm off. The man should be here soon".
Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer
rang the doorbell, hoping to make a sale.
"Good morning madam. You don't know me, but I've come to..."
"Oh, no need to explain. I've been expecting you," Mrs. Smith cut in.
"Really ?" the photographer asked. "Well, good! I've made a specialty
"That's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a
seat. "Just where do we start?" asked Mrs. Smith, blushing.
"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the
couch and perhaps a couple on the bed. Sometimes the living room floor
is fun too, you can really spread out."
"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work for Harry and me."
"Well, madam, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we
try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm
sure you'll be pleased with the results."
"I hope we can get this over with quickly," gasped Mrs. Smith.
"Madam, in my line of work, a man must take his time. I'd love to be in
and out in five minutes, but you'd be disappointed with that, I'm sure."
"Don't I know !!", Mrs. Smith exclaimed.
The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his
baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus in downtown London."
"Oh my god!!", Mrs. Smith exclaimed, tugging at her handkerchief.
"And these twins turned out exceptionally well when you consider their
mother was so difficult to work with." The photographer handed Mrs.
Smith the picture.
"She was difficult ?" asked Mrs. Smith.
"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to Hyde Park to get the
job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep, pushing
to get a good look.
"Four and five deep?" asked Mrs.Smith, eyes widened in amazement.
"Yes", the photographer said. "And for more than three hours, too.
The mother was constantly squealing and yelling. I could hardly concentrate.
Then darkness approached and I began to rush my shots. Finally, when the
squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just packed it all in."
Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "You mean they actually chewed on your, eh
Well madam, if you're ready, I'll set up my tripod so that we can get to
"Tripod??", Mrs. Smith looked extremely worried now.
"Oh yes, I have to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big for me
to hold while I'm getting ready for action
... Madam ? Madam?...Good Lord, she's fainted !!!"
Take care. Keep On Blogging!!!! Have a great day.
♫ Cajun Pet ♪
10/13/2005 4:20 am
cajun- LOLOL that is too funny..|