Co-worker: I mean, we don’t really work in an office. We don’t even have desks. Okay, I do have a desk but it’s not, like, mine. It’s just a desk I’m at every day that I keep all my shit at. But it doesn’t have my name on it. Or a chair.
1050 Caribbean Way
Miami, Florida
Overheard by: Word Power
Male coworker to another: Do you know anything about making swords?
Florida
Assistant: There are bears in the hall again. Do you want me to bag them?
Ft.Lauderdale, Florida
Coworker: Man, I've been using vacation time like a wounded duck.
Titusvile, Florida
Overheard by: Hoss
Bulgarian coworker: There is nothing like the joy of opening a can of tomatoes.
13251 Roosevelt Boulevard
Clearwater, Florida
Overheard by: her accent makes it sound great
CEO to purchasing manager: People are getting stupider. I can't sell fast enough to cover how much money they're wasting. Pay me to sit around and jerk off for eight hours, I'd do a much better job.
Orlando, Florida
Kind supervisor: I just wanted to ask you to lower your voice a little bit. You must have gotten some good news on the phone, but you were a little rambunctious with the language. I think you said (whispering) “shit” three times during that call.
Embarrassed secretary: You ask so little of me, and I still can't do it. I mean, who has to tell a grown woman not to yell “shit” in a crowded office?
Government Office
Tampa, Florida
Coworker #1: I love Angie's box.
Coworker #2: No way, Kat's box is tons better. It would kill Angie's box in a fight.
Coworker #1: But Angie's box is filled with those special Oreo balls!
Pensacola, Florida
Overheard by: New Girl
Supervisor: Marlene*, I’m stuck in my chair again.
10105 Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Street North
St. Petersburg, Florida
Overheard by: Michael John
Employee on phone: Hold on, I’m having a heart attack. I’ll call you back.
213 NE 2nd Avenue
Miami, Florida
