Co-worker: Did you know every conversation we have in here, we aren’t supposed to have?
Sullivan Barracks
Mannheim, Germany
Co-worker: Did you know every conversation we have in here, we aren’t supposed to have?
Sullivan Barracks
Mannheim, Germany
Department Head: So, can we update your job description tomorrow morning?
Employee: No, I have a color correction session to attend.
Department Head: Well, I notice you don’t take lunch. You’re usually at your desk. What about then?
Employee: I do take lunch. I just eat at my desk and read a book or something.
Department Head: Well, how about doing something more productive with that time? Do you want to meet then?
Employee: No.
6423 Wilshire Boulevard
Los Angeles, California
Help Desk #1: If I’m going down it ain’t gonna be for rocks. It’ll be a bank or something.
Help Desk #2: Or manure.
1900 East 9th Street
Cleveland, Ohio
Supervisor: This is the best chicken since sliced bread!
2 Charlotte Street
Sackville, New Brunswick
Canadia
Designer: Hey, you left your turn signal on. Better turn it off or you’ll run out of blinker fluid.
Secretary: Oh, okay. I don’t even know how to check that. I’ll have the guy at the dealership fill it next time.
201 Forrester Drive
Greenville, South Carolina
Overheard by: Ape
Consultant: First she was in Picture magazine, and that was okay. Then it was People magazine, and that was all right. But then she did Hustler, and that one really disturbed me. I mean, it’s strange to look at porn magazines and see your daughter naked, y’know?
44 Phillip Street
Parramatta, New South Wales
Australia
Junior Partner: I’m leaving at noon today because I think I put my underwear on backwards this morning.
Senior Partner: I really don’t know how to respond to that.
319 West Woodlawn Avenue
Louisville, Kentucky
Overheard by: Tuck Tabler
CSR: Did you look at the fax machine?
Tech: Yes, it’s gorgeous!
203 Floral Vale Boulevard
Yardley, Pennsylvania
Manager: I hope those envelopes don’t have subpar glue on them.
Boss: I don’t know; I’m a lover not a licker.
7 Middlesex Road
Tyngsboro, Massachusetts
Boss: Where the fuck is my breakfast? Why hasn’t it been delivered yet? I’m not even hungry anymore, I could have raised my own fucking chicken for the eggs and planted my own fucking orange tree by now.
Worker: You didn’t order anything with eggs.
135 West 36th Street
New York, NY
