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06 December 2005 @ 12:08 pm
overheard in the office so far this week...  
"I just rub the butter right on the bagel. I'm pretending it's someone I know."


Of Mt. Rainier, visible through the windows:
- "If it blows, we'll be the first to know."
- "And the first among the dead."
- "Ah, but will we know we're dead, though?"


- "He's so disingenuous."
- "Is that a word?"


My manager: "That's about as much fun as getting shot in the head."


"I'll be home around six. Don't let the dog eat that."


ETA: Oh, by the way, joy: I am no longer sitting by Annoying Cubicle Woman, *and* I am also out of hearing range of the senior manager's barking-dog clock. The one with a different dog bark for every hour. The one where, at noon, the Labrador Retriever barks twelve times.

Knock on wood for both of these.

ETA2: "Hey, I'm not a trained monkey. Not any more."
Ememrinalexander on December 6th, 2005 08:47 pm (UTC)
I want to work where you do - I'll bring the chirping bird clock I inherited from my father. A different bird calls on each hour, including some kind of shrill and annoying chirpy thing on the 12 and six.