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winterbadgerThree of my coworkers have spent the better part of an hour standing around my cube area carrying on a loud discussion about food, principally about ice cream. Highlights included P (our own Homer Simpson) announcing how excited he is that an ice cream shop he's heard of sells ice cream in bowls made out of cone/wafer material because "There's just no way to get enough ice cream on a cone--I gotta have more--but I like the taste of the cones." Another coworker, M, felt it necessary to discuss how fast her daughter's aunt's husband could go through a gallon of ice cream and what the inevitable result of that was re: plumbing. That prompted P to remark that a gallon was scarcely a sufficient amount of ice cream for a family of four, "Heck, I could probably eat a gallon by myself if you give me the afternoon to do it!"
OK, it's Friday, you all want to go home. So, could you just GO? I'm working for another two hours and, well, I'd like to actually be able to WORK. And, P and G, I love The Simpsons too, but could we have just 30 minutes or so where you weren't both talking constantly about which half dozen episodes in the last 17 seasons you were reminded of by something that just happened and then quoting several minutes of dialogue back and forth to each other?
OK, it's Friday, you all want to go home. So, could you just GO? I'm working for another two hours and, well, I'd like to actually be able to WORK. And, P and G, I love The Simpsons too, but could we have just 30 minutes or so where you weren't both talking constantly about which half dozen episodes in the last 17 seasons you were reminded of by something that just happened and then quoting several minutes of dialogue back and forth to each other?
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Date: 2006-05-12 09:11 pm (UTC)Carful about throwing that stone in that glass house...how many hours of conversation can the three of us have using nothing but quotes? !!!
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Date: 2006-05-12 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-05-12 09:20 pm (UTC)And I've found no polite way of saying "Have you no work to do?" There's probably one out there somewhere, but I don't know what it is... At this point I just IM my boos and he either soothes me or comes over and chases people back to work.
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Date: 2006-05-12 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 10:36 pm (UTC)"Be quiet and butter your bacon, boy!"
Sorry, I couldn't resist, it seemed so appropriate.
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Date: 2006-05-12 10:39 pm (UTC)"Release the hounds!"
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Date: 2006-05-12 10:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 11:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-12 11:18 pm (UTC)Still...
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Date: 2006-05-12 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 01:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 01:44 am (UTC)we always loved hurricanes as kids...excuse to eat all the melting 2-for-1 ice cream my dad couldn't pass up.
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Date: 2006-05-13 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
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