professionalism #9
"hey dickhead...shut the door"
"what time did you get here?"
"about 10, 15 minutes ago"
"you suck"
"when did you get here?"
"just now"
"shut the fuck up then"
"hey, there's a new assistant manager. did you see him?"
"yeah who gives a shit...here hold this while i light it"
"what is it"
"don't worry about it...but drop it if i tell you to"
"ok"
"hang on...you gotta hear this song...it's been on repeat for like three times. let me turn it up."
"who is it?"
"shut up and just listen...is that loud enough?"
"no...ok...yeah that's good...wait...a little louder...yeah that's it..."
"this is some good shit"
"you're goddamm right"
BANG BANG BANG
"the fuck is that?"
"you better answer it"
"i'm not getting it...it's your door"
BANG BANG BANG
"Hold On."
"what the hell is going on in here?"
"i didn't know you could hear it."
"well i can. that stuff hasn't done a bit of good for office morale. OK...the...the...the party's over."
"ok."
"don't you dummies ever understand anything?"
"who are you again?"
"i'm the new boss around here and i'm gonna fix this place so it doesn't run like a dog with horse balls!"
"What?"
"we've got work to do here...and this one looks like some kind of dropout. and You! you look like you just got outta damm bed!"
"bed? i didn't wake up..."
"and that one...what's his name?"
"that's, uh, that's johnny...he's our chaplain"
"yo shut the fuck up, man!"
"hey...Hey...ya know, i don't need you two here at all."
"awww...for fuck's sake"
"you two do what you do at night...but i don't want that shit out here in the daylight!"
"but this is our only time to unwind, dude"
"well i don't give a goddamm hell whatcha...people come here to perform a valuable service to our economy. they don't wanna listen to you and this other dummy."
"well, when people get ready to work we'll stop."
"They're Here! they've been at work for four hours."
"but no one told us to stop though."
"well, i'm tellin' you to stop now and in the future..."
"ok now we're stopping. Now We're Stopping!"
the door shuts.
"man what a tight ass."
"word."
"what time did you get here?"
"about 10, 15 minutes ago"
"you suck"
"when did you get here?"
"just now"
"shut the fuck up then"
"hey, there's a new assistant manager. did you see him?"
"yeah who gives a shit...here hold this while i light it"
"what is it"
"don't worry about it...but drop it if i tell you to"
"ok"
"hang on...you gotta hear this song...it's been on repeat for like three times. let me turn it up."
"who is it?"
"shut up and just listen...is that loud enough?"
"no...ok...yeah that's good...wait...a little louder...yeah that's it..."
"this is some good shit"
"you're goddamm right"
BANG BANG BANG
"the fuck is that?"
"you better answer it"
"i'm not getting it...it's your door"
BANG BANG BANG
"Hold On."
"what the hell is going on in here?"
"i didn't know you could hear it."
"well i can. that stuff hasn't done a bit of good for office morale. OK...the...the...the party's over."
"ok."
"don't you dummies ever understand anything?"
"who are you again?"
"i'm the new boss around here and i'm gonna fix this place so it doesn't run like a dog with horse balls!"
"What?"
"we've got work to do here...and this one looks like some kind of dropout. and You! you look like you just got outta damm bed!"
"bed? i didn't wake up..."
"and that one...what's his name?"
"that's, uh, that's johnny...he's our chaplain"
"yo shut the fuck up, man!"
"hey...Hey...ya know, i don't need you two here at all."
"awww...for fuck's sake"
"you two do what you do at night...but i don't want that shit out here in the daylight!"
"but this is our only time to unwind, dude"
"well i don't give a goddamm hell whatcha...people come here to perform a valuable service to our economy. they don't wanna listen to you and this other dummy."
"well, when people get ready to work we'll stop."
"They're Here! they've been at work for four hours."
"but no one told us to stop though."
"well, i'm tellin' you to stop now and in the future..."
"ok now we're stopping. Now We're Stopping!"
the door shuts.
"man what a tight ass."
"word."
Johnny St. Clair wuz here at 11:58 PM
5 Comments:
do us all favor,
ask that colleague of yours to look into the future and let us know when Big Bossman gonna finally take a shit
maybe when he finally does...he can send us a memo to let us know
i should learn how to proofread
hey...you know what i was thinking?
i [delete]
uh huh
...Uh. HUH.
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