Health & Hygiene

Manager #1: Back in the 90s I wanted to be in a Salt ‘n Pepa video. I was in shape back then. You could bounce a quarter off my ass.
Manager #2: Was that a quarter or a quarter pounder with cheese?

4235 South Stream Boulevard
Charlotte, North Carolina

Overheard by: Sanman

Supervisor: Trust me. I’ll take care of it.
Employee: The last time I heard that line I ended up pregnant.

631 Dickinson Avenue
Greenville, North Carolina

Shipping Manager: I can’t hear anything on my phone whenever I make or receive a call. Can you check it out for me?
IT Director: Did you get your hearing checked?

4055 Casilio Parkway
Clarence, New York

Supervisor: He hasn't been coming to work because he is an alcoholic.
Coworker: I know what that feels like. Last week I was drinking for a while in my yard and I totally pissed my pants. I had to wash them.

San Diego, California

Coworker #1: Who got chocolate all over the printer?
Coworker #2: You hope it's chocolate.

London
Ontario
Canadia

Overheard by: Ewwwwww

Saleswoman: I've had this cough for weeks. It's in my back now. I'll cough so bad sometimes that I'll almost pee myself or I'll throw up. I've tried every over-the-counter medicine they make. Tylenol, Theraflu, I've tried them all. I just can't get rid of it.
Coworker: Cigarette?
Saleswoman: Yeah, I could really use one.

Baltimore, Maryland

Overheard by: non-smoker

Boss: Maybe I’m suffering from a case of magnesia…uh, uh, you know, like I forget things.

75 Union Avenue
Rutherford, New Jersey

Front desk person in overhead announcement at a busy medical clinic: I need a hearse–no, I'm sorry, I need a nurse from hall three to call the front desk please. A nurse from hall three to call the front desk. Thank you.

Chapel Hill, North Carolina

Overheard by: seftiri

Woman in lift, noticing man cleaning doors: I can’t believe they clean a fucking elevator shaft, but it takes them a week to clean dried-up vomit in the foyer!

Queen Street
Melbourne
Australia

Overheard by: Admin

Sales girl: Oh my god… David* is back there cleaning his office and the smell is making my head hurt.
Office manager: What’s he cleaning it with?
Sales girl: The same Fantastic crap under the sink that we all use. I’ve used it on my own desk and never been so overwhelmed by the fumes. Don’t go back there.
Office manager: Why is he cleaning it himself anyway?
Sales girl: I don’t know. (pause) He must be bathing in it. Seriously, I had to get up and walk away.
Office manager: Just close his door.
Sales girl, appalled: I can’t do that! The fumes would kill him! It would be fatal!
Office manager, grabbing her arm: Close the door. Close. The. Door.

England Street
Charlotte, North Carolina