Scene: A man and a woman chat briefly in an office cubicle. Hilarity doth ensues.
Woman: We had a fire drill this morning?
Man: Yup. 10:34-35-36 around then.
Woman: We did? I didn’t hear anything.
Man: Yeah. We had a fire drill, probably 10:35-36. Around then.
Woman: We did? I was in a meeting in the conference room.
Man: I’m surprised you didn’t hear anything.
Woman: You know what? I did hear something but I thought it was the coffee maker.
Man: Wow. Because the alarm is really loud and I’m surprised no one heard it.
Woman: We were behind closed doors. I thought it was her coffee maker. It was a faint beeping.
Man: And no one came out?
Woman: No. We were in our meeting until 11:30.
Man: Wow. Because I walked the floor to make sure everyone got out and I was in your area.
Woman: We were right in the conference room.
Man: Oh. Well I wasn’t near there. That was Christina. She was in charge of that area around the conference room. She must’ve not checked in on you.
Woman: Well we were in there.
Man: Isn’t that something.
END SCENE.
Thursday, May 03, 2007
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http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/if_someone_wanted_to_publish_my
"I write about everything from movies I've seen to crazy observations that just pop into my head about Starbucks. And sometimes I'll just write, "Had a pretty boring day today," take a picture of myself eating cereal for dinner, and call it a night. It's a web log, people...Just saying."
We kid! We love you!
Trust me. The monotony of the blog lately, and especially this entry, is directly related to the monotony of said conversation I reported.
Just. Shoot. Me.
As for that wacky Onion, who eats cereal for dinner? OMS certainly doesn't.
Well, he used to, but then that led to the infamous fat conversation he had with his pops:
Young Fat Cereal-for-dinner Eater: And now I'll get some milk.
Pops: Why are you eating that for dinner?
YFCFDE: I like Honey Nut Cheerios.
POPS: You should eat more healthy.
YFCFDE: This is healthy. I'm doing this because all the kids at school say I'm fat.
POPS: Well. You are.
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