I want you to hit me as hard as you can.

I really, really know I shouldn’t blog about work.

Ever since “Dooce” became a household word, people have been hesitant, if not paranoid, about writing of the hilarity that can occur in the workplace.  Which is ridiculous.  As long as names are changed/omitted to protect the guilty, and your place of employment is kept confidential, I see not the problem.  However comma I am going to post this anyway because:

a) it’s funny (to me.  And it’s my blog.)

b) I only have four days left at the job in question.

Setting:  Lunch hour, my desk.  Lunching.

Coworker approaches my desk, acknowledging that I am obviously at lunch, yet requiring that I assist regardless.  Now.


This is an ongoing issue with office equipment.  Hence the following FB rant-saga ensues, which I felt was too awesome not to share.

Click to enlarge.

Voulez-voulez-vous I am Jack’s raging bile duct.

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