Panda jerk!
Yep, it's 4pm on Memorial Day Friday and no chance in hell of me getting out of here any time soon. I weep. Deep inside. I also itch. In my scalp, mostly.
Today we had a massive jam in our printer. Oddly, more than forty people rely on this one fucking printer. Although I'm quite skilled in most things of this ilk: paper jams, toner lackings, etc . .this one was a doozy. A co-worker called it in and the guy who fixes these things came by my desk as I was eating a toasted everything with cream cheese and tomato.
"Uh, excuse me?"
I turn around, most of my face covered in cream cheese.
"Yes?"
"I'm so sorry to interrupt . .the printer?" the man had a look of horror on his face, as though he had walked in on me taking a dump.
"Jammed! In back!" I say, mouth full.
"I am so sorry. So sorry to interrupt."
Jesus Christ.
posted by Kath at 4:02 PM
2 Comments:
I thought this was going to be a heart-warming story about a simple fellow who sold soda pop and fizzes from a concession stand in front of the panda exhibit. I was sorely disappointed.
9:24 AM
honestly, after the last post ended with a comment about "fucking tools" and this one ended with things being "jammed in back" I was expecting some kind of crescendo. are you just google trolling?
And if MKain didn't move to California, then what the hell is she doing now?
8:36 PM
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