Bad News
I am going to get fired. And I am serious . . . and I mean more seriouser than every other time I have said it. Allright, here's the story:
1) I was at work for around two hours when I finally noticed that my fly was down!! AHHHHH! It was awful. It's because of the two buttons on my pants! When there are two buttons I button them and then feel like my work has been completed and I invariably forget that there is a zipper that needs some attention as well.
2) This is the worst story yet. Okay, it's Sunday afternoon and I just fell asleep and my phone starts ringing. So I answer it, and it is my manager and he is telling me that I was supposed to be at work a half hour ago. Ha ha ha Mr. Manager. You are not being funny, and he's not because he's being serious. Anyway, what happened is, I wrote the time down wrong, but I was so sure it said 6:30 and when I got to work, 3;30 was written very neatly on the schedule. And that's not the worst part. My car broke down on the way to work . . . at an intersection and everyone was giving me hateful looks as they whizzed past me. It was awful!
Therefore, I hypothesize (sp?) that I will be fired presently. But it's okay because I have a back-up plan and that back-up plan is to marry a very wealthy gentleman and then murder that very wealthy gentleman and inherit all his money. Ha ha! I am kidding. I'll hire someone else to murder him, and then inherit all his money! Sounds good to me!
*By the way, I know that more seriouser is sooo wrong . . . but I decided to use it anyway*
*Also, I would never hire anyone to murder anyone else. That is not very nice*
1) I was at work for around two hours when I finally noticed that my fly was down!! AHHHHH! It was awful. It's because of the two buttons on my pants! When there are two buttons I button them and then feel like my work has been completed and I invariably forget that there is a zipper that needs some attention as well.
2) This is the worst story yet. Okay, it's Sunday afternoon and I just fell asleep and my phone starts ringing. So I answer it, and it is my manager and he is telling me that I was supposed to be at work a half hour ago. Ha ha ha Mr. Manager. You are not being funny, and he's not because he's being serious. Anyway, what happened is, I wrote the time down wrong, but I was so sure it said 6:30 and when I got to work, 3;30 was written very neatly on the schedule. And that's not the worst part. My car broke down on the way to work . . . at an intersection and everyone was giving me hateful looks as they whizzed past me. It was awful!
Therefore, I hypothesize (sp?) that I will be fired presently. But it's okay because I have a back-up plan and that back-up plan is to marry a very wealthy gentleman and then murder that very wealthy gentleman and inherit all his money. Ha ha! I am kidding. I'll hire someone else to murder him, and then inherit all his money! Sounds good to me!
*By the way, I know that more seriouser is sooo wrong . . . but I decided to use it anyway*
*Also, I would never hire anyone to murder anyone else. That is not very nice*
posted by Booder at 8:48 AM
1 Comments:
luck-yyy! if i had been there, i would have cheered him on too, regardless of impending death. i'll check and see if i have your email. i can just use your school one right? anyway, thanks for the help with work. so that's why my manager kept me away from sharp objects today!!! hope you had a good week!! and have a good weekend!!
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