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wook77Hopefully funny story about work...
See, we have this copier and this copier is a piece of junk. It jams, it eats paper, it doesn't scan, it prints all black when it should do all white. It does all white when it should do all black.
Err, in short, a piece of junk.
Right, so my boss finally gets tired of putting up with this shitty copier and demands a replacement. The copier company, instead of sending a replacement, sends out two very large middle-aged men with plumber pants.
With lines like the following, how is any sane rational person not supposed to see teh gay?
First Copier Guy (FCG): If we just crack this sucker right here, we can get in the hole and I'll stick my driver in.
Second Copier Guy (SCG): Right, well, let me oil that hole up first and then, oh wait, I need to rub that spot first.
FCG: But I have my driver *waves screw driver lewdly* all ready, let's just go for it.
SCG: Maybe that's why it's broken, you didn't oil it up first.
FCG: You don't need to oil that part. The glide will be too loose if you do that.
SCG: But the glide's too tight now.
FCG: Fine, then put some oil on it but don't lube it too much.
SCG: *looks around in bag* *looks around on desk* *pats pockets* I don't have any oil.
FCG: You're the one wanting to lube this piece and you don't have any oil? Then, we'll have to go back to the shop. Besides, I need more parts, we don't have enough parts for this.
SCG: Fine, we'll go back to the office *notices me biting my lip and trying not to laugh out loud* We'll be back, we just need some lube and another glide.
Me: *sporfles* Yeah, you never know when you'll need some lube to help your glide.
FCG: *goggles*
SCG: *skulks out of office, tugging FCG with him*
FCG: *tugs at pants to try to cover ass crack before leaving with one last confused look at me*
Boss: Did you really just say that?
Me: Yep *grins*
Boss: You're odd.
Me: Yep *grins*
Anyone else SUPER EXCITED for the reveal at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
merry_smutmas? I have my guesses and OMG I really hope I'm right. I keep refreshing my flist to see it pop up... I plan on closing my door before clicking on it though... don't want my boss to think I'm any more crazy when I squee at how right I am *nods*. I won't ask what one you all think I wrote as, well, honestly? I fail at anon and I'm fairly certain everyone knows what one I wrote.
ETA: I was quite right on all the ones I had guesses for. How many of you all guessed it was me for my fic?
How are all of you? Anything fun/exciting/frustrating/rant-worthy/sporfle-inducing/whatevah happen to you lately? Read any good books? Seen any good movies? *mental note - make post about first movie of the resolutions*
See, we have this copier and this copier is a piece of junk. It jams, it eats paper, it doesn't scan, it prints all black when it should do all white. It does all white when it should do all black.
Err, in short, a piece of junk.
Right, so my boss finally gets tired of putting up with this shitty copier and demands a replacement. The copier company, instead of sending a replacement, sends out two very large middle-aged men with plumber pants.
With lines like the following, how is any sane rational person not supposed to see teh gay?
First Copier Guy (FCG): If we just crack this sucker right here, we can get in the hole and I'll stick my driver in.
Second Copier Guy (SCG): Right, well, let me oil that hole up first and then, oh wait, I need to rub that spot first.
FCG: But I have my driver *waves screw driver lewdly* all ready, let's just go for it.
SCG: Maybe that's why it's broken, you didn't oil it up first.
FCG: You don't need to oil that part. The glide will be too loose if you do that.
SCG: But the glide's too tight now.
FCG: Fine, then put some oil on it but don't lube it too much.
SCG: *looks around in bag* *looks around on desk* *pats pockets* I don't have any oil.
FCG: You're the one wanting to lube this piece and you don't have any oil? Then, we'll have to go back to the shop. Besides, I need more parts, we don't have enough parts for this.
SCG: Fine, we'll go back to the office *notices me biting my lip and trying not to laugh out loud* We'll be back, we just need some lube and another glide.
Me: *sporfles* Yeah, you never know when you'll need some lube to help your glide.
FCG: *goggles*
SCG: *skulks out of office, tugging FCG with him*
FCG: *tugs at pants to try to cover ass crack before leaving with one last confused look at me*
Boss: Did you really just say that?
Me: Yep *grins*
Boss: You're odd.
Me: Yep *grins*
merry_smutmas? I have my guesses and OMG I really hope I'm right. I keep refreshing my flist to see it pop up... I plan on closing my door before clicking on it though... don't want my boss to think I'm any more crazy when I squee at how right I am *nods*. I won't ask what one you all think I wrote as, well, honestly? I fail at anon and I'm fairly certain everyone knows what one I wrote.ETA: I was quite right on all the ones I had guesses for. How many of you all guessed it was me for my fic?
How are all of you? Anything fun/exciting/frustrating/rant-worthy/sporfle-inducing/whatevah happen to you lately? Read any good books? Seen any good movies? *mental note - make post about first movie of the resolutions*
