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Its Friday folks, lets make this one short and sweet.
Frustration looms in the workplace. Phones are ringing and Male Boss is getting what our clients call "distresses." Distresses are basically clients that have urgent matters that need to be attended to as soon as possible. Usually it results from a miscommunication as one message filters through four or five people before arriving at the end party. Distresses that I cannot handle suck bcuz, like with everything else, Male Boss procrastinates and then stresses himself out when all the shit is splattered and crustifying on the walls well after it has hit the fan.
So the morning goes.. hectic, frantic and extremely loud. Female Boss is watching on, doing bupkis to help her foreign counterpart. Two hours later the madness ends as every distress is met and the phone stops ringing with requests.
"Fuck!" Male Boss yells in victory.
"Fuck man, fuck! Fuck. I am sick of this shits! Fuck!" Male Boss goes on.
Male Boss grabs his car keys and starts to head for the door to go see a client. As he is leaving, "Female Boss, how do you spell fuck?"
No answer from Female Boss.
"F - E - , no, F - U - C - K? Right?"
I am laughing at this point.
"Right, Northe?"
"Yes, sir," I say.
"Very good."
Male Boss leaves.
As HMT says, "Its Friday, get the beers in."
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Spelling Bee
Posted by Northe at 4:55 PM
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I fucken hate it when anyone who has any business to conduct in any matter waits till Friday to get it done. THEY slack, and then they try to overcompensate on Fri so they have a clear mind on the weekend.
all that leaves you with is bullshit.
fuck bullshit
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