Tuesday, February 16, 2010

The eye of Sauron sees you from space


And it knows what you did last night.
You cheeky devil.

Smells I don't appreciate in my office

One of the the girls in our office just came into my office, with her mid-morning repast. She's snacking on smoked trout and cucumber. Normally, if taken separately, I might enjoy these food items. But, at 10:30 in the morning, these two smells commingling in my office is making my stomach do flips, and not very enjoyable flips.

Ugh. Why couldn't she have had something like oatmeal or chips or tacos for brunch? Now I have to go out and wander around our office, while my room fumigates, and subject myself to the gen pop.

Thank you very much, crazy health food lady. Next time, please don't share.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Copiers, unlike husbands and boyfriends,

Generally don't work better the harder you hit them.

But, since you don't actually pay the lease payment on that $20,000 machine, go ahead and bang away at it, office troll.