Sdtrk: ‘Model home’ by Group Rhoda
EDIT (12 July 2011): Clearing out some driftwood here. As you’ll quickly gather, I’d written this post some time ago, when I was employed at B**********. I can smile about it now, but at the time it was terrible. Or have I got that in reverse?
So this comprised my workday a few days ago:
R: Are you bringing anything for potluck?
R: What’s your specialty?
ME (bewildered): Ahh… chips?
Later that same day, I made a call to a person named Walterina. Walterina, huh? I can just imagine the conversation her parents had, shortly after her mum knew she was pregnant…
FATHER: If it’s a boy, we’ll call him Walter!
MOTHER: But what if it’s a girl, dear?
FATHER: Ha ha! It won’t be a girl.
Random similar posts, for more timewasting:
My First Day At Work, by Davecat, aged five on September 3rd, 2005
They hit the Eject button for me / Viva Lost Wages on January 12th, 2010