California

Admin: Here’s your new door tag.
Advisor: “Stud serv prog coord”? That’s my new title?
Admin: Well, it’s abbreviated.
Advisor: Can we make the text smaller so it’s not abbreviated?
Admin: Why? You don’t want to be a stud service?
Advisor: I’m afraid they wouldn’t get their money’s worth.

Lake Road
Merced, California

Overheard by: sooo true.

20-something female cube rat: Sounds like a fucking stupid project, and I am really excited to do it some time.

Wilshire Boulevard
Los Angeles, California

Female coworker: What does “truncated” mean?
Male coworker: It’s like… If you shortened an elephant’s trunk, it would be truncated.
(pause)
Female coworker: But this e-mail doesn’t even say anything about elephants.

Wilshire Boulevard
Los Angeles, California

Overheard by: Babar

Female suit: There’s nothing worse than being caught without a tampon.

Hollywood, California

40-year-old woman to co-worker: I didn’t know alcohol had a relaxing effect.

Scripps Poway Parkway
San Diego, California

Overheard by: Mike

Sales rep: I’ve been trying to get them to cut off my leg to the knee. All you got to do is polish it once a month!

Northpoint
San Francisco, California

Blonde peonette #1: Is this the fax machine?
Blonde peonette #2: It *sounds* like it is.

Beale Street
San Francisco, California

Overheard by: wicked

Interested boss: Do they even wear make-up in Albuquerque?

Olive Street
Santa Barbara, California

Interviewee, upon learning that interviewer is an amateur musician: Well, it seems like you have a nice voice… Very Tom Waits-y.
Interviewer: I have a cold.

W 1st Street
Los Angeles, California

Customer: I would like four chocolate chip, four raisin, and four cinnamon crunch bagels to go, please.
Employee: [Turns to look at bagel rack, turns back to customer.] I’m sorry ma’am, I can’t sell you those.
Customer: But you have four of each sitting right there.
Employee: [Looks back at bagel rack.] But those are the last of our special bagels, and they are reserved for our in-store customers.
Customer: But I’m in your store, and I want to buy your bagels.
Employee: But my manager said I can’t sell those to go.
Customer: So let me get this straight. You’re selling bagels, I want to buy bagels, but you won’t sell me your bagels?
Employee: Well, yes… but it’s my manager…
Customer: How bout I speak to your manager?
Employee: [Gets on phone, whispers to manager, comes back to counter.] Okay, I’ll sell you the bagels.
Customer, under breath: Holy shit.

Panera Bread
Santa Monica, California

Overheard by: kim