Monday, July 21, 2008

Potato, potahto.


I've had some pretty bad jobs in my life.
And I'm not very old.
While I was in college, I had a data entry job at the headquarters for a company known fondly by some as "God's Garage." (My opinion? "Satan's Lair." Potato, potahto.) When I quit, I did not give notice, and I was informed that I could not apply for a job with the company for seven years. Shux.
Anyhow, I worked the evening shift, which meant that I shared a computer with the woman who worked there during the day. Her screen saver read:
"Guys don't make passes at girls who wear glasses."
I changed it to:
"Guys don't make passes at girls with fat asses."
The seating arrangement changed the next day.

8 comments:

kristi noser said...

Woman, ya kill me.
Since I read Shirley's blog first I have now officially traversed the entire emotional rainbow in the space of five minutes.

angie said...

HAHAHA which is why i love you so. :)

Jolene said...

oh man - you made me laugh out loud this morning -THANK YOU!! that is hilarious!

LauraLynn said...

Well....Actually, Some guys do like 'em :) I think there is a song about it~

erin said...

LL! LOL!!!
I KNEW someone was going to say that!!

Swampy-Rah said...

There is fun potential when you share a computer. I especially like the 'auto correction' feature. You can set it up so that when they type a word the computer 'corrects' the spelling to whatever you have decided is correct; thus 'I' can become 'Fat pig' as soon as they hit the space bar after typing it.

kristi noser said...

ohmygoodness that would be fun

LauraLynn said...

Ha! Swampy! I Love It!