TheCADJockey
ALL YOUR BASE
I'm so confused right now.
But if it is the answer to everything, and a math problem is a question, then the answer has to be 42, even when it isnt. Right?
But, 42 is only the answer in one dimension. There are an infinite number of realities where 42 is completely incorrect.
There is no 42.
There is no 42.
There is no 42.
Hairspray. I forgot how noxious it can be until a new person showed up in our office who uses it.
You can tell when everyone in my office isn't working, they all gasp at the same time when breaking news hits. Then proceed to talk about it. This morning it was an hour and ten minute debate about the color of that funking dress. Sit your asses down and do something.
For the record I don't have a cubicle, just a 1970's style metal desk, so open , no privacy, but I can multi task my work and beer talk.
Coworkers printed out a 5 day weather report, scanned it, then emailed it to the whole office today...
This is just amazing.
Coworkers printed out a 5 day weather report, scanned it, then emailed it to the whole office today...
Might be kinda tough, since she's been dead a few years; but that might actually work to your advantage with such a scent. "Zombie office duchess de toilette."
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Regards, GF.
I feel your pain... We have an intern that uses a ton of Axe body spray. Maybe it's just me, but I feel like by the time you're done high school you shouldn't be using this stuff anymore. Or at least learn how to use it in moderation.
One of my coworkers is ranting and raving because someone left a couple rows blank on a day-by-day sales report spreadsheet.
Her: "I'm going to go chew his ass out and make him redo this report! This is ridiculous! How could he send me an incomplete report!"
Me: "Wait, wasn't that location closed on those days, due to the weather?"
Her: "So?"
Me: "So... there's no sales to report in those blank rows. It's all zeroes."
Her: "..... Well... he should've filled them in, instead of leaving them blank! He needs to redo it!"
Me: "Filled them in... with zeroes...."
Her: "Yes."
Me: "Why don't you just hit the 'zero' key a couple dozen times and move on with your life? The end result will be the same, and it will save both of you a lot of time."
My coworkers like to throw tantrums over literally nothing. It must be the only exciting thing going on in their lives.