Archive for the ‘Gripes’ Category

Time to Stop Hav­ing Din­ner at Mel Gib­son’s House

Jew­ish man­ag­er: I got your e‑mail about XYZ Spring Com­pa­ny* not be­ing able to make that spring.
Of­fice girl: Yeah, those dirty– Ugh!
Jew­ish man­ag­er: It’s okay, it’s okay!
Of­fice girl: They just keep quot­ing stuff, and when I give them an or­der they de­cide they can’t do it be­cause they are lit­tle pieces–! Ugh! Nev­er mind!
Jew­ish man­ag­er: Are you okay?
Of­fice girl: Yeah… I’m just try­ing to be Chris­t­ian to­day.
Jew­ish man­ag­er: … Good for you. [Walks away.]Office girl, from a dis­tance: I need to say more things in my head. I think I’m fired now.

8220 Eng­land Street
Char­lotte, North Car­oli­na

9AM It’s Too Ear­ly for This

Woman: There’s some­thing wrong with my com­put­er. There are satel­lites
and things float­ing around! Why did you work on my com­put­er? I thought you were done. I have to get my work done! Do you know what you are do­ing! Fix it!
IT gal: Okay, let me see. I did not work on your sys­tem to­day, let me
look.

Mouse click.

IT gal: …It’s the screen­saver.

4411 Bea­con Cir­cle
West Palm Beach, Flori­da