The third drawer's for shit. And it's full of it.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

damn molluscs..

Fax from a funeral director the other day:

"We wish to purchase another copy of the Death Certificate for the late ****. His widow, Mrs ****, did not collect the cerificate from her mail box and the snails ate most of the certificate."

Hilarious.

Friday, May 19, 2006

lyric of the week

I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet
But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors
Because the air outside will make
Our cells divide at an alarming rate
Untill our shells simply cannot hold
All our insides in
And that's when we'll explode
...and it won't be a pretty sight.

We Will Become Silhouettes
- The Postal Service

Thursday, May 04, 2006

hammer time

Today one of our customer service people got into an argument with someone on the phone and as her voice got louder & louder people started popping up over the dividers to see what was going on.

Looking across the office from my vantage point it reminded me very much of that game Whack-A-Mole.

An apt comparison, considering what we do most of the day is burrowing around in paperwork. Also: most of the people here are myopic troglodytes.

Ahh, my kingdom for a really huge mallet..

Monday, May 01, 2006

mondayitis


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