Archive for the ‘General Idiocy’ Category

…Just Know That I’m To­tal­ly Gonna Read It.

Pe­on #1: Don’t put that pa­per in the bin, it won’t get re­cy­cled. Put it in the con­fi­den­tial waste bin, the stuff in there does get re­cy­cled.
Pe­on #2: But it’s not con­fi­den­tial waste.
Pe­on #1: Well, write a se­cret on it and then put it in, if that’ll make you feel bet­ter.


Over­heard by: Pump­kin­Spi­der

Any Ex­cuse to Tell That Sto­ry

Nurse: She’s been so much bet­ter to­day. Chat­ty. She still walks around like this [puts chin to chest], but she came up to me and was like, “How are you to­day?” I said, “Huh? Oh, I’m fine!” Maybe it’s the Celexa.
Psy­chi­a­trist: Ac­tu­al­ly we’re wean­ing her off the Celexa. We start­ed her on Ef­fex­or.
Nurse: Oh, well, maybe that’s it.
Psy­chi­a­trist: She’s on­ly been on it one day. That would­n’t re­al­ly be long enough.
Nurse: No, that’s not… Celexa… I think I was tak­ing that when I got in­to a fight at the air­port. You know those guys with the M‑16s? Well, I told this one bitch I was gonna jump over the counter and take her out.
Girl: That was Celexa?
Nurse, smil­ing: Yeah.

Ore­gon State Hos­pi­tal
Salem, Ore­gon

Who Did­n’t Play That Game in High School?

Man­ag­er, about get­ting her nails done: I wan­na get just the tip red, I see lots of girls with the tip.
An­noy­ing cowork­er: Just the tip?
Cowork­er: Wan­na play a game called “just the tip”? Just for a sec­ond, to see how it feels.

Man­hat­tan, New York

Over­heard by: Can we go crash a wed­ding now?

Tell Me How You Know That

Old­er re­cep­tion­ist: I can’t be­lieve they’re mak­ing such a big fuss over Tom Brady’s ba­by. I mean, you know he’s go­ing to be a great dad. He’ll pay for every­thing. That kid is go­ing to be very well-en­dowed.
Sec­re­tary: Uh… Right…

200 Claren­don Street
Boston, Mass­a­chu­setts

Over­heard by: sec­re­tari­at