Employee: Is that why you broke up? No lobster, no nookie… I really didn’t mean to say that so loud.
2 Charlotte Street
Sackville, New Brunswick
Employee: Is that why you broke up? No lobster, no nookie… I really didn’t mean to say that so loud.
2 Charlotte Street
Sackville, New Brunswick
Male employee: I was sitting at my desk and I was thinking “There’s something missing.” And I was like, “Oh yeah! Nuts in my mouth.”
1111 Lockheed Martin Way
Sunnyvale, California
Assistant #1: Did you get out for lunch today?
Assistant #2: I did! It was so nice out I didn’t want to come back.
Assistant #1: I think we should all get medals for making it back to work after lunch
Assistant #3: Or a straightjacket.
345 Park Avenue
New York, New York
Employee #1: Kinda ridiculous that a George Foreman mini-grill is able to take down power for half of the floor.
Employee #2: Dude, you’re grilling in the office and you’re going to talk about what’s ridiculous?
1899 L Street NW
Washington, DC
Manager: Is that goat cheese on your sandwich?
Worker: Yes
Manager: I hear that single goat goat cheese is a delicatessen.
Worker: A what?
Manager: A delicatessen.
6511 Tri-County Parkway
Schertz, Texas
Supervising Editor: That’s why I hate bananas. They’re just too unpredictable.
2 Penn Plaza
New York, NY
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
Supervisor: This is the best chicken since sliced bread!
2 Charlotte Street
Sackville, New Brunswick
Canadia
Manager: You brought in cake and didn’t include me in the e-mail?
Co-worker: Oh, I’m sorry, I thought I got everyone.
Manager: Bitch.
260 Madison Avenue
New York, NY
Overheard by: briarose
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
