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Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 08:43 AM:
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This is a true story that happened to me a few days ago.
I was at McDonald's and I ordered a large fry.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, we are out of apple pies."
I was about to explain her error when the lady in line behind me said, "You're out of apple pies? I can't believe it! This is sick! This is sick!"
The poor cashier said, "I'm sorry. We asked for more from the headquarters, but they haven't come yet." The lady shouted, "I have stock in this company, and this is why it is FAILING! "
"I demand to see your manager, because you are obviously an idiot!" The cashier, on the verge of tears, said, "Please don't call mean idiot. I don't deserve to have you yelling at me."
The manager came forward from the back of the store. "What isthe problem here?"
The lady screeched, "This idiot has given me horrible service, and I am never coming here again." She stormed out.
The cashier followed her out, calling, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The lady yelled back, "You're a f***ing bitch!"
The manager came out and said, "You are no longer welcome on this property!"
Finally, the lady left the parking lot and stood staring loathingly at the store from the sidewalk. The cashier came back, apologized, and got me my fries.
It turned out that it was one of those ones with Monopoly game pieces. Mine turned out to be an instant winner. Guess what it was? An apple pie.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 10:40 AM:
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An organization is like a tree full of monkeys:
all on different levels, some climbing up.
The monkeys on top look down and see a tree full of smiling faces.
The monkeys on the bottom look up and see nothing but assholes.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 12:18 PM:
A guy went to the middle of nowhere and picked up one of those
new Mercedes. He was testing it out in the parking lot, turned
on the radio and nothing happened. Furious, he demanded to see
the plant manager, and told her, "When I buy a $50,000 car I
expect the damn radio to work."
The plant manager explained to him that the radio had been
programed to his voice and all he had to do was tell the radio
what he wanted to hear. Pretty neat stuff.
He got back into the car and said "Country music," and old
Willie Nelson started singing.
"Rock and roll," he exclaimed, and immediately Elvis started
crooning.
"Easy listening," he remarked, and at once it sounded like he
was in an elevator.
He was relaxed, driving back to his home when a female driver
cuts him off. He controls his temper but before he knows it
another female driver cuts him off.
"Stupid bitches!" he screamed.
The radio immediately blurted out, "So tell me what you want,
what you really, really want..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 02:13 PM:
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Reaching the end of his job interview, the personal recruiter asked the young engineer fresh out of college, "And, what starting salary were you looking for?" The engineer said, "In the neighborhood of $125,000 a year, depending on the benefits package."
The interviewer said, "Well, what would you say to a package of five weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical and dental, company matching retirement funds to 50% of salary, a company leased Corvette every two years, and the salary you asked for?"
The engineer sat up straight and said, "Wow! Are you kidding?" And the interviewer replied, "Yeah...but you started it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 02:32 PM:
Rated PG

A man goes into a bank and walks up to the cashier's desk. "Nice tits love, I want to open a fucking bank account," he says.
"I beg your pardon?" replies the cashier. "Listen you dumb bitch," he says, "I want to open a fucking bank account!" "I'm sorry sir," she says, her bottom lip starting to quiver. "I can't help you if you're going to talk to me like that." And with that she leaves her window, walks over to the bank manager and whispers in his ear.
The two return to the window and the manager asks stiffly, "What seems to be the problem here?"
"There's no fucking problem," the man insists. "I just won 10 million on the fucking lottery and I want to open a fucking bank account!"
"I see sir," the manager quickly replies. "And this bitch is giving you a hard time, is she?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 02:40 PM:
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"The Related Sale" was the subject of a pep talk given recently by the manager of a certain super-drug store.
"For instance, if a customer wants razor blades," he told employees, "ask him how he's fixed for shaving cream and after-shave lotion. That way you can turn a small sale into a bigger one and make more commission."
The youngest clerk was very impressed with the talk and was eager to try the technique on his very next customer. This turned out to be a rather embarrassed gentleman who shyly requested a box of Kotex for his wife.
Ten minutes later, the manager of the store was amazed to see the customer staggering out loaded down with assorted fishing equipment, tackle, nets, boots and a one-man inflatable life raft.
"What happened?!" The manager gasped, and the clerk modestly attributed his success to "The Related Sale."
"Related Sale!" Exclaimed the manager. "But all he wanted was a box of Kotex."
"I know," said the clerk. "So I said, 'Look, mister, there isn't going to be much doing around your house this weekend. Why don't you take a fishing trip?'"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2001, 03:49 PM:
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If FedEx and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?
If people from Poland are called Poles, why aren't
people from Holland called Holes?
If you take an Oriental person and spin him around
several times, does he become disoriented?
Do infants enjoy infancy as much as adults enjoy
adultery?
If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?
When someone asks you, "A penny for your thoughts," and
you put your two cents in, what happens to the other
penny?
Why is the man who invests all your money called a
broker?
Why do croutons come in airtight packages? It's just
stale bread to begin with.
Why is a person who plays the piano called a pianist
but a person who drives a race car is not called a
racist?
Why do overlook and oversee mean opposite things?
"I am" is reportedly the shortest sentence in the
English language. Could it be that "I do" is the
longest sentence?
If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked,
doesn't it follow that electricians can be delighted,
musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models deposed,
tree surgeons debarked, and dry cleaners depressed?
Do Lipton Tea employees take coffee breaks?
What hair color do they put on the drivers licenses of
bald men?
I was thinking about how people seem to read the Bible
a whole lot more as they get older, then it dawned on
me ...they're cramming for their final exam
I thought about how mothers feed their babies with tiny
little spoons and forks so I wondered, what do Chinese
mothers use? Toothpicks?
You never really learn to swear until you learn to
drive.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-04-2001, 07:19 AM:
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A young businessman had just started his own firm. He had just rented a beautiful office and had it furnished with antiques.
He saw a man come into the outer office. Wishing to appear the hot shot, the businessman picked up the phone and started to pretend he had a big deal working. He threw huge figures around and made giant commitments.
Finally he hung up and asked the visitor, "Can I help you?"
"Yeah, I've come to activate your phone lines."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-05-2001, 01:13 PM:
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An Italian, and Irishman and a Chinamen are hired at a construction site. The foreman points out a huge pile of sand and says to the Italian guy, "You're in charge of sweeping", and to the Irishman he says "You're in charge of shoveling." And to the Chinamen, "you're in charge of supplies".
He then says "Now, I have to leave for a little while. I expect you guys to make a dent in that there pile."
So the foreman goes away for a couple hours, and when he returns, the pile of sand is untouched.
He says to the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?"
The Italian replies in a heavy accent, "I didn't have a broom. You said the Chinese guy was in a charge of supplies, but he a disappeared and I couldn't a find a him."
Then the foreman turns to the Irishman and asks why he didn't shovel.
The Irishman replies in his heavy brogue, "Aye, ye did lad. But I counna get meself a shovel. Ye left the Chinese guy in charge of supplies, but I counna fin' him."
The foreman is really angry now, and storms off toward the pile of sand looking for the Chinese guy.
Just then, the Chinese guy springs out from behind the pile of sand and yells, "SUPPLIES!"
Posted by Mark Fontana (Member # 153) on 07-05-2001, 11:36 PM:
Stock Market Report
===================Helium was up, feathers were down. Paper was stationary.
Fluorescent tubing was dimmed in light trading.
Knives were up sharply.
Cows steered into a bull market.
Pencils lost a few points.
Hiking equipment was trailing.
Elevators rose, while escalators continued their slow decline.
Weights were up in heavy trading.
Light switches were off.
Mining equipment hit rock bottom.
Diapers remained unchanged.
Shipping lines stayed at an even keel.
The market for raisins dried up.
Coca Cola fizzled.
Caterpillar stock inched up a bit.
Sun peaked at midday.
Balloon prices were inflated.
Scott Tissue touched a new bottom.
And batteries exploded in an attempt to recharge the market.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-26-2001, 03:49 PM:
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Did you hear about the two men from the monastery who opened a fish-and-chips fast food restaurant?
One was the fish friar, the other was the chip monk.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-03-2001, 07:16 AM:
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The new manager walks into his office and, while settling into his new desk, finds 4 envelopes. On one he finds the words "open me first" and the other three are numbered 1 to 3.
He opens the first envelope and finds a letter from his predecessor saying: "These three envelopes will save you a world of trouble. In case of emergency, please open these envelopes in sequential order; envelope one first, envelope two second, and
envelope three third."
The manager shrugs, puts the envelopes back, and forgets about them.
Six months later, the workers go on strike. The company closes, and is losing money fast.
After a lengthy day negotiating with the union, he remembers the 3 envelopes. So he opens the first one and it says: "Blame me, your predecessor for everything".
Wonderful idea he thinks, and indeed it works and the crisis comes to its end. His job is saved, and everybody's happy.
A few month later, another strike hits. He goes to the drawer and opens the second envelope. It reads, "Blame the government for everything".
It works like a charm, and he breathes a sigh of relief as his job is, once again, saved.
A month later the workers declare another strike. The manager goes directly to the third envelope and it reads, "Prepare 4 new envelopes".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-03-2001, 07:27 PM:
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I went down the street to the 24-hour grocery.
When I got there, the guy was locking the front door. I said, "Hey, the sign says you're open 24 hours."
He said, "Yes, but not in a row."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-04-2001, 12:17 PM:
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A business man is trying to find a potental wife. So he finds three business oriented ladies and tells them he'll will give them each five thousand dollars. Each of them can do what they want with it but to be back in six weeks to tell him what they did with it.
All three ladies think they will be smart and try to make money from the five thousand dollars.
So six weeks go by. The three ladies go to meet the business man. The business man says, ''Number One, what did you do with your money?''
Number One says, ''I invested in T-bills and made $1500."
The business man asks number two the same question.
Number Two says, '' I invested in the market and made $1700.''
The business man asks Number Three the same question, as well.
Number Three says, '' I invested in a CD and only made $1200."
The business man, revaluated all three candidates and came to a decision.
Can you guess which one he selected?
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The one with biggest tits, of course.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-05-2001, 12:09 AM:
Rated PG

A market researcher called at a house and a young woman answered his knock.
There were three small children running around her.
He asked her if she minded replying to his questions and she agreed.
He asked her if she knew his company, Cheeseborough-Ponds.
When she said no, he mentioned that among their many products was Vaseline and she certainly knew of that product.
When asked if she used it, the answer was "Yes." Asked how she used it, she answered, "To assist sexual intercourse."
The interviewer was amazed. He said, "I always ask that question because everyone uses our product and they always say they use it for the child's bicycle chain, or the gate hinge; but I know that most use it for sexual intercourse.
Since you've been so frank, could you tell me exactly how you use it?"
"We put it on the doorknob to keep the kids out."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-05-2001, 12:41 AM:
Rated PG

A young farm girl answers the door and sees an older neighbor there.
Girl: "My father isn't home, but I know what you want and I can help you. You want our bull to service your cow. Well, my father charges one hundred dollars for his best bull."
Neighbor: "That's not I want."
Girl: "We have a young bull who is just starting out. My father charges fifty dollars for him."
Neighbor: "That's not I want."
Girl: "We have an old bull out in the pasture. He can still do a job. My father charges only ten dollars for him."
Neighbor: "That's not what I want. I came here to see your father about your brother. Your brother Elmer made my daughter pregnant."
Girl: "Oh. You'll have to see my father about that because I don't know what my father charges for Elmer."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-05-2001, 01:17 AM:
Rated G

Me Want A Loan
The old native American who wanted a loan for $500.
The banker pulled out the loan application, "What are you going to do with the money?"
"Take jewelry to city and sell it," was the response.
"What have you got for collateral?"
"Don't know collateral."
"Well that's something of value that
would cover the cost of the loan.
Have you got any vehicles?"
"Yes, 1949 Chevy pickup."
The banker shook his head,
"How about livestock?"
"Yes, I have a horse."
"How old is it?"
"Don't know, has no teeth."
Finally the banker decided to make the $500 loan.
Several weeks later the old man was back in the bank.
He pulled out a roll of bills, "Here to pay." he said. He then handed the banker the money to pay his loan off.
"What are you going to do with the rest of that money?"
"Put in teepee."
"Why don't you deposit it in my bank," he asked.
"Don't know deposit."
"You put the money in our bank and we take care of it for you.
When you want to use it you can withdraw it."
The old Indian leaned across the desk, "What you got for collateral?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-05-2001, 12:58 PM:
One day, Uncle Joe got fired from his construction job. His nephew asked him what happened."You know what a foreman is?" he asked. "The one who stands around and watches the other men work?"
"What's that got to do with it?" he asked.
"Well, he just got jealous of me," Uncle Joe explained. "Everyone thought I was the foreman."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-06-2001, 07:57 PM:
Rated R

JOB INTERVIEW
John, who was born without ears, needed to hire a new Bank Manager. He set up three interviews.
The first guy was great. He knew everything he needed to know and was very
interesting. At the end of the interview, John asked him, "Do you notice anything different about me?"
"Why, yes, I couldn't help but notice that you have no ears," came the reply. John did not appreciate his candor and threw him out of the office.
The second interview was with a woman, who had been with the bank a long time.
She was even better than the first guy. He asked her the same question: "Do you notice anything different about me?" "Well," she said, "you have no ears." John got upset and tossed her out.
The third and final interview was the best of the bunch.
He was a young man who had recently earned his MBA. He was smart. He was handsome. And he seemed to be a better businessman that the first two put together.
John was anxious, but went ahead and asked the young man: "Do you notice anything different about me?"
Much to his surprise, the young man answered, "Yes. You wear contact lenses."
John was shocked and realized this was an incredibly observant person.
"How in the world did you know that?", he asked.
The young man fell off his chair laughing hysterically and replied, "Well,it's pretty hard to wear glasses with no fuckin' ears!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2001, 08:11 AM:
Rated R

A young family moved into a house next door to a vacant lot. One day a construction crew turned up to start building a house on the empty lot. The young family's 6 year old daughter naturally took an interest in all the activity going on next door and started talking with the workers. She hung around and eventually the construction crew - gems in the rough all of them - more or less adopted her as a kind of project mascot. They chatted with her, let her sit with them while they had coffee and lunch breaks and gave her little jobs to do here and there to make her feel important.
At the end of the first week they even presented her with a pay envelope containing a dollar. The little girl took this home to her mother who said all the appropriate words of admiration and suggested that they take the dollar pay she had received to the bank the next day to start a savings account.
When they got to the bank the teller was equally impressed with the story and asked the little girl how she had come by her very own pay cheque at such a young age. The little girl proudly replied, "I've been working with a crew building a house all week".
"My goodness gracious", said the teller, "and will you be working on the house again this week too"?
"I will if those useless cock suckers at the lumber yard ever bring us the fucking bricks", replied the little girl.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2001, 08:42 AM:
Rated G

A Japanese company and an American company decided to have a canoe race on
the Missouri River. Both the teams practiced hard and long to reach their peak performance before the race.
On the big day the Japanese won by a mile.
Afterwards the American team became very discouraged and morally depressed. The American management decided that the reason for the crushing defeat had
to be found.
A "Management Team" made up of senior management was formed. They investigate and recommend appropriate action. Their conclusion was that
Japanese had 8 people rowing and 1 person steering, while the American team
had 8 persons steering and one person rowing.
So the American management hired a consulting company and paid them incredible amount of money. They advised that too many people were steering the boat and not enough people were rowing.
To prevent losing to the Japanese again next year, the rowing team's
management structure was totally reorganized to 4 steering supervisors, 3 area steering superintendents and 1 assistant superintendent steering manager.
They also implemented a new performance system that would give the 1 person
rowing the boat greater incentive to work harder.
It was called the "Rowing Team Quality First Program," with meetings dinners and free pens for the rower. "We must give the rower the empowerment and enrichments through this quality program."
The next year the Japanese won by two miles.
Humiliated, the American management laid off the rower for poor performance,
halted development of a new canoe, sold the paddles, and canceled all capital
investments for new equipment.
Then they distributed the money saved as bonuses to the senior executives.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2001, 12:42 PM:
Rated R

Banana Cake Mix
Ingredients:
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2 x Laughing Eyes
2 x Well-shaped Legs
2 x Loving Arms
2 x Firm Milk Containers
2 x Nuts
Fur-lined mixing bowl
Firm Banana
Method:
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1. Look into laughing eyes.
2. Spread well-shaped legs slowly.
3. Squeeze and massage milk containers very gently until fur-lined mixing bowl is well greased. Check frequently with finger.
4. Meanwhile ensure that loving arms are attached to firm banana.
5. Add firm banana to fur-lined mixing bowl gently. Work in and out until well creamed. For best results continue to knead milk containers.
6. As heat rises plunge banana deep into fur-lined mixing bowl, cover with nuts, sigh with relief. Leave to soak (preferably not overnight).
7. The cake is cooked when the banana is soft. If the banana doesn't soften, repeat method or change mixing bowl.
8. If you are in an unfamiliar kitchen be sure to wash utensils carefully after use.
Please Note:
DO NOT LICK MIXING BOWL AFTER BANANA SOFTENS. IF CAKE "RISES" LEAVE TOWN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-23-2001, 12:44 PM:
Rated PG

A man walks up to Michelle in the office and tells her that her hair smells nice.
Michelle immediately goes into her supervisor's office and tells him that she wants to file a sexual harassment suit and explains why.
The supervisor is puzzled by this time and says, "What's wrong with the coworker telling you your hair smells nice?"
Michelle replies, "He's a midget."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-24-2001, 12:14 PM:
Rated R

A guy was on a business trip staying in this fancy hotel.
When he goes up to his room there's a sign near the bed that says "Try our Oriental Massage".
So he rings down to the reception and tells the clerk that he'd like to try one of these massages.
About ten minutes later this Japanese lady comes up and starts giving him a massage.
He's lying on his stomach and getting pretty horny and he gets a huge boner. She told him to turn over and when he does she sees his cock standing to attention. So she giggles and says "Ahh, you want wanky!"
So he says "Oooh, yes!" So she runs off into the bathroom and he lies on the bed waiting.
A few minutes later she sticks her head out from behind the door and says
"You finished yet???"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-24-2001, 12:23 PM:
Rated G

Fresh out of business school, a young man answered a want ad for an accountant.
Now he was being interviewed by a very nervous man who ran a small business which he had started himself.
"I need someone with an accounting degree," the man said. "But mainly, I'm looking for someone to do my worrying for me."
"Excuse me?" the accountant said.
"I worry about a lot of things," the man said. "But I don't want to have to worry about money. Your job will be to take all the money worries off my back."
"I see," the accountant said. "And how much does the job pay?"
"I'll start you at eighty thousand."
"Eighty thousand dollars!" the accountant exclaimed. "How can such a small business afford a sum like that?"
"Well, that," the owner said, "is your first worry."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-26-2001, 07:25 AM:
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The old farmer was having a pretty bad year.
All of his crops had been lost.
Fortunately, the peach orchard had done really well. The only way he was going to make it financially was to cut out the middle man and sell the peaches directly to the consumer.
So he loaded his pickup with peaches and headed to town. Just on the outskirts of town he came to a house. So he took a basket of peaches and went up and knocked on the door.
A gorgeous blond in a sheer robe answered the door. In a sexy voice she said, "Hi, Honey, what can I do for you?"
Quite shaken, the old farmer muttered, "I have these here really nice peaches for sale".
The blond, noticing how shaken he was, decided to play a bit. So she opened the top of her robe showing her breasts. She said, "Are those peaches full and firm like these?"
Very shaken, he managed to whisper, "Oh yes, they're really good peaches."
So she opened the rest of her robe, showing she had on no panties. She teased, "Would they be succulent and delicious like this?"
The old farmer popped out crying and said, "Oh yes, they're wonderful peaches."
She said, "Well, honey, why on earth are you crying?"
The old farmer whimpered "Lady, the cut worms ruined my tomato crop and the weevils ate all my cotton and now I think you're gonna screw me out of my peaches."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-30-2001, 07:02 AM:
Rated PG

A young Southern peasant girl of 15 went to work in a broom factory. After 3 months she gave the boss a 2-week notice. The boss was quite unhappy to let her go since she was a good worker.
Upon calling her into his office: "But why?" he asked.
"Oh nothin, I just wanna quit." she said sullenly.
"Look, I'll give you a $3.00 raise."
"No," she said.
"You can't just quit like that. There must be a reason. Tell me."
"Okay if you must know ..." said the girl, and she took off her underwear and pointed to her pubic hair, "Look, I haven't had this before, it's the broom's bristles, I tell you ..."
Tickled by her innocence, he too took off his underwear and showed his, and said, "Ha, ha ... my dear, it's nature. Look, I have it, too ..."
"Oh no!" the girl cried, "I can't wait two weeks, I quit NOW! Not only do you have the bristles, but you've grown the handle as well."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-31-2001, 08:26 AM:
Rated G

On July 26, 2000, two friends, Jim and John, each received a $1000 bonus at work. (They both work for Nortel Networks, where in the summer of 2000, there was LOTS of money around for bonuses).
Jim, being an intelligent, financially conscientious person, put the whole $1000 into Nortel Networks stock. With his $1000, and the transaction cost of $35, he was able to purchase 7 shares at $123 each. Having watched the Nortel stock climb and climb, he felt very good about this investment, happy that he is preparing for the future.
John, being a more care-free sort, did something slightly different with his $1000. John borrowed a friend's truck, and proceeded to the Beer Store, where he purchased 33 cases of beer. John also felt very good about his investment: 33 cases x 24 = is 792 bottles of beer! John, also being an intelligent guy, although perhaps not as forward-thinking as Jim, calculated that he could drink about 15 bottles per week, and he wouldn't have to buy beer for a whole year. Jim, of course, was appalled by John's purchase, and berated him constantly about it. As months went by, Jim excitedly watched the stock prices, and saw it start to dwindle. "It'll go back up", he'd say to Jim. Jim, who has been reaping the benefits of his investment on a daily basis, would reply, "Ya, it will. Hang in there buddy "burp".
Months went by, and the value of the stock continued to fall, and there was the beginnings of a noticeable dent in the beer pile. Midwinter came, Jim's stock had fallen to about half of it's original value, and John's beer was about half gone. Jim, being sure that the stock had hit rock-bottom, still was berating John for his frivolous purchase, telling him "Your beer will be gone in six months! Who knows what my stock will be worth!!". Well, summer has come, and hard times at Nortel continue. Bad news: Both John and Jim have been affected by the layoffs. Last week, in order to raise some cash to help through the rough time, Jim sold his 7 shares, at that day's value of $12, and got $84, then after paying the $35 transaction fee, he only had $49. Jim stopped by John's house later that day (everyone needs their friend's during rough times), and as luck would have it, there were two bottles of John's beer left. John, being a good, compassionate friend, offered to share his last two bottles of beer with his friend. Jim appreciated the gesture, and enjoyed the cold beer on the hot summer's day, but he felt a bit guilty. "At least I got fifty bucks back out of it - you have nothing now.", he said. "That's ok.", replied John. "Perhaps you can help me, I need to return all these empties.", he added as his other friend with the truck pulled in.
So, they loaded up the truck, and proceeded off to the beer store. Upon arrival at the beer store, they unloaded the empties, feeling a little grim. John went to the counter, and collected his refund for the bottles. "33 cases x 24 bottles, at 10 cents per bottle, that comes to $79.20", the friendly Beer Store clerk said to John as he handed him the money. Jim was speechless. Poor guy. Can you imagine how you would feel if you just discovered that over the course of the last year, your $1000 stock investment left you with $50, and taking same 1000, buying beer, and drinking it, would leave you with $80. I'll leave it up to the reader to come up with they're own "moral to the story". 
Have a nice day, and better luck with your own investing.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-31-2001, 10:44 AM:
A mighty fire had been raging at a Texas oil refinery. Fire engines from all around had tried in vain to get close enough to the fierce blaze to put it out, but the heat was so intense that no one could even get near the burning oil and gas. Hundreds of fire trucks from far and wide had been called and now they all just sat wondering what to do. Suddenly, an old fire engine from a tiny fire company appeared in the distance. It was the only truck from a tiny town and had been driving all night in response to this alarm. To the amazement of all of the firemen, the tiny truck sped right past the other fire engines and came to a leisurely halt right at the base of the fire. The men in the tiny truck leaped out, doused themselves with water from their own hoses, and proceeded to extinguish the fire. The next day at an awards ceremony for the 6 heroic men of the tiny fire company, the Governor presented the fire chief with a check for $20,000. "What do you think your fire company will do with such a large amount of money?", asked the Governor. "Well," replied the old fire chief, "the first thing we're gonna do with it is fix the brakes on that old truck!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-31-2001, 11:03 AM:
Rated G

Here's what those HR terms really mean...
"COMPETITIVE SALARY"
We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.
"JOIN OUR FAST-PACED COMPANY"
We have no time to train you.
"CASUAL WORK ATMOSPHERE"
We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up.
"MUST BE DEADLINE-ORIENTED"
You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day.
"SOME OVERTIME REQUIRED"
Some time each night and some time each weekend.
"DUTIES WILL VARY"
Anyone in the office can boss you around.
"MUST HAVE AN EYE FOR DETAIL"
We have no quality control.
"CAREER-MINDED"
Female Applicants must be childless (and remain that way).
"APPLY IN PERSON"
If you're old, fat or ugly you'll be told the position has been filled.
"NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE"
We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality.
"SEEKING CANDIDATES WITH A WIDE VARIETY OF EXPERIENCE"
You'll need it to replace three people who just left.
"PROBLEM-SOLVING SKILLS A MUST"
You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos.
"REQUIRES TEAM LEADERSHIP SKILLS"
You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect.
"GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS"
Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want and do it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2001, 07:47 AM:
Rated G

Subject: Fwd: Bad day at the office??
When you have an "I hate my job" day try this:
On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section.
You will need to purchase a rectal thermometer made by "Q-tip." Be very sure that you get this brand.
When you get home, lock your doors, draw the drapes, and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed during your therapy.
Change to very comfortable clothing, such as a sweat suit and lie down on your bed.
Open the package and remove the thermometer.
Carefully place it on the bedside table so that it will not become chipped or broken.
Take out the written material that accompanies the thermometer and read it.
You will notice that in small print there is a statement:
"Every rectal thermometer made by Q-tip is personally tested."
Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times,
"I am so glad I do not work in quality control at the Q-tip Company."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-04-2001, 01:23 PM:
Rated G
A foreman sent out two groups of men to put up telephone poles along a new highway and asked them to report at the end of the day. The crews were gone all day and returned just as the sun was setting.
The foreman asked the leader of the first group how many poles they had installed. The reply was eleven.
The foreman patted the guy on the back and said, "Not bad." Then he went to the leader of the next group and asked him the same question. Two was the reply.
"Two! All you installed were two?! The other group installed eleven!" The foreman exclaimed angrily.
"Yeah," the leader answered, "But you should have seen how much they left sticking out!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2001, 07:48 PM:
C.E.O. D.U.M.B Rated G
:P
One day a secretary is leaving on her lunch break, and she notices her boss standing in front of a shredder with a clueless look on his face. The secretary walks up to him and asks if he needs help.
"Yes!" he says looking and sounding relieved, "This is very important."
Glad to help, she turns the shredder on and inserts the paper. Then her boss says, "Thanks, I only need one copy."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-31-2001, 07:35 AM:
Rated R

A lady went into a store and told the clerk that she wanted to return a blender for refund because it didn't work.
The clerk told her that he couldn't give her a refund because she bough tit on special.
All of a sudden the woman threw her arms up and yelled, "Grab my tits! Grab my tits!"
The clerk didn't know what to do, so he called the store manager
who asked her if he can help. She explained that she wanted to return the broken blender for refund.
He told her that he would not give her a refund because she bought the blender on special.
Once again she screams: "Grab my tits! Ohhh, grab my tits!"
The manager was taken aback and asked her why she was yelling that particular phrase.
She replied, "Because I like my tits grabbed when I'm getting screwed up the ass!"
Posted by John Walsh (Member # 168) on 11-05-2001, 11:33 PM:
Bob; Steve G. at the home office told me these...A lady goes in to a store and askes for a half a head of lettuce. The clerk says, "We don't sell half heads of lettuce." She gets mad, and says, "Get me someone who will, you idiot." The clerk goes to get the manager; he does not notice the lady following him.
The clerks tells the manager, "A stupid bitch want to buy a half a head of lettuce..." Just then he notices the lady and continues, "... and this lady would like to buy the other half.
A variation of the same joke;
A guy is talking to his new boss, and mentions that; "I hate people from Wisconson. They are all either hockey players or assholes." The boss says, "My wife is from Wisconson!" The new guy says, "Oh.... what team did she play on..?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2002, 08:09 AM:
Rated G

A woman walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. She says she's going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer tells her that the bank will need some kind of security for such a loan, so the woman hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce that's parked on the street in front of the bank.
Everything checks out, and the bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. An employee drives the Rolls Royce into the bank's underground garage and parks it there.
Two weeks later, the woman returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan officer approaches her and says:
"We are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we're a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked out your accounts and found that you were a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is why would you bother to borrow $5,000?"
"Well, where else in Manhattan can I park my car for two weeks for fifteen bucks?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-19-2002, 08:01 AM:
Rated G

A magazine recently ran a "Dilbert quotes" contest.
They were looking for people to submit quotes from their real life Dilbert-type managers. Here are some of the submissions:
1. As of tomorrow, employees will only be able to access the building using individual security cards. Pictures will be taken next Wednesday and employees will receive their cards in two weeks. (This was the winning quote from Fred Dales at Microsoft Corp in Redmond, WA.)
2. What I need is a list of specific unknown problems we will encounter. (Lykes Lines Shipping)
3. E-mail is not to be used to pass on information or data. It should be used only for company business. (Accounting manager,Electric Boat Company)
4. This project is so important, we can't let things that are more important interfere with it. (Advertising/Marketingmanager, United Parcel Service)
5. Doing it right is no excuse for not meeting the schedule. No one will believe you solved this problem in one day! We've been working on it for months. Now, go act busy for a few weeks andI 'll let you know when it's time to tell them. (R&D supervisor,Minnesota Mining and Manufacturing/3M Corp.)
6. My Boss spent the entire weekend retyping a 25-page proposal that only needed corrections. She claims the disk I gave her was damaged and she couldn't edit it. The disk I gave her was write-protected. (CIO of Dell Computers)
7. Quote from the Boss: "Teamwork is a lot of people doing whatI' say."(Marketing executive, Citrix Corporation)
8. "How About Friday?" My sister passed away and her funeral was scheduled for Monday. When I told my Boss, he said she died so that I would have to miss work on the busiest day of the year.He then asked if we could change her burial to Friday. He said,"That would be better for me." (Shipping executive, FTD Florists)
9. "We know that communication is a problem, but the company is not going to discuss it with the employees." (Switching supervisor, AT&T Long Lines Division)
10. We recently received a memo from senior management saying:"This is to inform you that a memo will be issued today regarding the subject mentioned above." (Microsoft, LegalAffairs Division)
11. One day my Boss asked me to submit a status report to him concerning a project I was working on. I asked him if tomorrow would be soon enough. He said "If I wanted it tomorrow, I would have waited until tomorrow to ask for it!" (New business manager, Hallmark Greeting Cards.)
12. Speaking the Same Language: As director of communications, I was asked to prepare a memo reviewing our company's training programs and materials. In the body of the memo one of the sentences mentioned the "pedagogical approach" used by one of the training manuals. The day after I routed the memo to the executive committee, I was called into the HR director's office,and told that the executive vice president wanted me out of the building by lunch. When I asked why, I was told that she wouldn't stand for "perverts" (pedophilia?) working in her company. Finally he showed me her copy of the memo, with her demand that I be fired - and the word "pedagogical" circled in red. The HR manager was fairly reasonable, and once he looked the word up in his dictionary, and made a copy of the definition to send back to her, he told me not to worry. He would take care of it. Two days later a memo to the entire staff came out directing us that no words which could not be found in the local Sunday newspaper could be used in company memos. A month later, I resigned. In accordance with company policy, I created my resignation memo by pasting words together from the Sunday paper. (Taco Bell Corporation)
13. This gem is the closing paragraph of a nationally-circulated memo from a large communications company: "(Company name) is endeavorily determined to promote constant attention on current procedures of transacting business focusing emphasis on innovative ways to better, if not supersede, the expectations of quality!" (Lucent Technologies)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-20-2002, 10:50 AM:
Rated PG

Three guys begin work at a toothbrush company as salesmen.
Each day, two of the guys sell twenty toothbrushes each, and the third guy consistently sells two hundred.
The other two guys are jealous, but they can't figure out his secret.
Then, one day, they run into him at the mall, where he's set up a tobacco dip sample table.
"This is your secret?" says the first guy.
"Try some dip," says the third.
They both take a little bit o' dip. "Ech!" says the second guy. "This tastes like shit!"
"It is shit. Would you like to buy a toothbrush?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-08-2002, 04:11 PM:
Rated PG

Pfizer Corp. (NYSE PFE) is making the announcement today that VIAGRA will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola (Pepsi Bottling Group NYSE PBG) as a power beverage suitable for use as-is, or as a mixer, under the name "Mount And Do".
Pepsi's proposed ad campaign suggests: "It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-11-2002, 05:49 PM:
Rated G

HAIRCUTS Women's version:
Woman2: Oh! You got a haircut! That's so cute!
Woman1: Do you think so? I wasn't sure when she gave me the mirror. I mean, you don't think it's too fluffy looking?
Woman2: Oh God no! No, it's perfect. I'd love to get my hair cut like that, but I think my face is too wide. I'm pretty much stuck with this stuff I think.
Woman1: Are you serious? I think your face is adorable. And you could easily get one of those layer cuts - that would look so cute I think. I was actually going to do that except that I was afraid it would accent my long neck.
Woman2: Oh - that's funny! I would love to have your neck! Anything to take attention away from this two-by-four I have for a shoulder line.
Woman1: Are you kidding? I know girls that would love to have your shoulders. Everything drapes so well on you. I mean, look at my arms, see how short they are? If I had your shoulders I could get clothes to fit me so much easier.
Men's version: Man2: Haircut?
Man1: Yeah.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-12-2002, 12:43 PM:
Rated PG

A crusty old man walks into a bank and says to the teller at the window, "I want to open a damn checking account."
To which the astonished woman replies, "I beg your pardon,sir; I must have misunderstood you. What did you say?"
"Listen up, damn it. I said I want to open a damn checking account right now!"
"I'm very sorry sir, but we do not tolerate that kind of language in this bank."
So saying, the teller leaves the window and goes over to the bank manager to tell him about her situation. They both return and the manager asks the old geezer, "What seems to be the problem here?"
"There's no damn problem," the man says, "I just won 50 million bucks in the damn lottery and I want to open a damn checking account in this damn bank!"
"I see," says the manager, "and this bitch is giving you a hard time?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-15-2002, 06:21 AM:
Rated G

A businessman was in a great deal of trouble. His business was failing, he had put everything he had into the business, he owed everybody -- it was so bad he was even contemplating suicide.
As a last resort he went to a priest and poured out his story of tears and woe.
When he had finished, the priest said, "Here's what I want you to do: Put a beach chair and your Bible in your car and drive down to the beach.
Take the beach chair and the Bible to the water's edge, sit down in the beach chair, and put the Bible in your lap. Open the Bible; the wind will rifle the pages, but finally the open Bible will come to rest on a page.
Look down at the page and read the first thing you see. That will be your answer, that will tell you what to do."
A year later the businessman went back to the priest and brought his wife and children with him. The man was in a new custom-tailored suit, his wife in a mink coat, the children shining.
The businessman pulled an envelope stuffed with money out of his pocket, gave it to the priest as a donation in thanks for his advice.
The priest recognized the benefactor, and was curious. "You did as I suggested?" he asked.
"Absolutely," replied the businessman.
"You went to the beach?""Absolutely."
"You sat in a beach chair with the Bible in your lap?"
"Absolutely.""You let the pages rifle until they stopped?"
"Absolutely.""And what were the first words you saw?"
"Chapter 11." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-15-2002, 01:21 PM:
Rated G

MAHWAH, NJ - UPS ANNOUNCES SHIPPING METHOD REVAMP In a press conference today, James Kelly, Chairman and CEO of United Parcel Service (NYSE:UPS) announced a restructuring of their shipping methods.
Intent on following "truth in advertising" guidelines, UPS is now offering "UPS When We Feel Like It," "UPS Maybe Next Week" and "UPS Before You Die" services to replace their oft-disparaged "UPS Next Day Air," "UPS 2nd Day Air" and "UPS Ground" services. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-15-2002, 09:53 PM:
Rated G

New Interviewing Technique
Take the two prospective employees you are trying to place and put them in a room with only a table and two chairs. Leave them alone for two hours, without any instructions.
At the end of that time, go back and see what they are doing.If they are waving their arms around and talking out loud, send them to Consulting.
If they have taken the table apart, put them in Engineering.
If they are counting the butts in the ashtray, assign them to Finance.
If they are talking to the chairs, Personnel is good for them.
If they are wearing green sunglasses and need a haircut, Computer Information Systems is their niche.
If the room has a sweaty odor, perhaps they're destined for the Help Desk.
If they mention what a good price you got for the table and chairs, put them into Purchasing.
If they mention that hardwood furniture DOES NOT come from rainforests, Puplic Relations would suit them well.
If they are sleeping, they are Management material.
If they are writing up the experience, send them to the Technical Documents team.
If they don't even look up when you enter the room, assign them to Security.
If they try to tell you it's not as bad as it looks, send them to Marketing.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-17-2002, 07:32 AM:
Rated G

Stock Market Terms:
Bull Market - A random market movement causing an investor to mistake himself for a financial genius.
Bear Market - A 6 to 18-month period when the kids get no allowance, the wife gets no jewelry and the husband gets no sex.
Momentum Investing - The fine art of buying high and selling low. Value Investing - The art of buying low and selling lower.
P/E ratio - The percentage of investors wetting their pants as the Market keeps crashing.
Broker - What my broker has made me.
"Buy, Buy" - A flight attendant making market recommendations as you step off the plane.
Standard & Poor - Your life in a nutshell.
Stock Analyst - Idiot who just downgraded your stock.
Stock split - When your ex-wife and her lawyer split all your assets equally between themselves.
Market Correction - What happens the day after you buy stocks.
Cash Flow - The movement your money makes as it disappears down the toilet.
Yahoo - What someone yelled after selling it to you for $240 per share
Windows 2000 - What you jump out of when you're the sucker that bought Yahoo at $240 per share.
Institutional Investor - Past year investor who's now locked up in a nuthouse.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-17-2002, 10:30 PM:
Rated R

The Top 15 Advertising Catch Phrases That Didn't Catch On
15 We do chickens, right?
14 Come for the goat cheese. Stay for the pig's feet!
13 And bring your red-assed baboon!
12 A chestful o' carcinoma in every puff!
11 A wipe so clean you could eat between them!
10 Find a roach, win a bike!
9 Ding-dong... Diarrhea's here!
8 10,000 undertakers can't be wrong!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2002, 01:06 PM:
Rated G

Jack's secretary walked into her boss's office and said, "I'm afraid I've got some bad news for you."
"Why do you always have to give me bad news?" Jack whined.
"Tell me some good news for once."
"Alright, here's some good news," said the secretary. "You're not sterile."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2002, 10:18 PM:
Rated G

Uptown Willie applied for a job in an office.
After the interview, he left and hooked up with his homies.
One asked, "How'd it go?"
Uptown answered, "First part was smooth. But den she wanted to see my testimonials.
So I showed 'em and she freaked. There went da job." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2002, 02:32 PM:
Rated G
In the men's room at work, the Boss had placed a sign directly above the sink. It had a simple word on it---"THINK!"The next day, when he went to the men's room, he looked at the sign and right below, immediately above the soap dispenser, someone had carefully lettered another sign which read---"THOAP!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2002, 01:22 PM:
My cousin owned one of the biggest and fastest-growingbusinesses in Miami, a furniture store. I convinced him that he needed to take a trip to Italy to check out the
merchandise himself And because he was still single, he could check out all the hot Italian women and maybe get lucky.
As he was checking into a hotel he struck up an acquaintance with a beautiful young lady. She only spoke Italian and he only spoke English--neither understood a
word the other spoke. So he took out a pencil and a notebook and drew a picture of a taxi. She smiled, nodded her head and they went for a ride in the park. Later, he drew a picture of a table in a restaurant with a question mark and she nodded. So they went to dinner.After dinner he sketched two dancers and she was delighted. They went to several nightclubs, drank champagne, danced and had a glorious evening. It had
gotten quite late when she motioned for the pencil and drew a picture of a four-poster bed.
He was dumbfounded. To this day says that he's never been able to understand how she knew he was in the furniture business.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-28-2002, 10:58 AM:
The boss of a small company called a spontaneous meeting in the middle of a particularly stressful week. When everyone gathered, the employer, who understood the benefits of having fun, told the burnt-out staff the purpose of the meeting was to have a quick contest, whose theme was "Viagra advertising slogans."Dividing into 10 groups of three, the only rule was they had to use past ad slogans that captured the essence ofViagra. About 7 minutes later they turned in their
suggestions and created a "Top Ten List."
After all the laughter and camaraderie, the rest of the week went very well for everyone.
10. Viagra, It's "Whaazzzzz Up!"
9. Viagra, The quicker pecker upper.
8. Viagra, Like a rock!
7. Viagra, When it absolutely, positively has to be there tonight.
6. Viagra, Be all that you can be.
5. Viagra, Reach out and touch someone.
4. Viagra, Strong enough for a man, but made for a woman.
3. Viagra, Tastes great!....More filling!
2. Viagra, We bring good things to life!
And the unanimous number one slogan:
1. This is your penis. This is your penis on drugs. Any questions?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-02-2002, 03:44 AM:
Rated G 
Morris had just been hired as the new CEO of a large firm. The previous CEO met with him privately and presented him with three numbered envelopes: #1, #2, and #3. "Open these if you run up against a problem you don't think you can solve," the departing CEO said.
Well, things went along pretty smoothly, but six months later, sales took a downturn, and Morris was really catching a lot of heat. About at his wit's end, he remembered the envelopes. He went to his drawer and took out the first envelope.
The message read, "Blame your predecessor."Morris, the new CEO called a press conference and tactfully laid the blame at the feet of the previous CEO. Satisfied with his comments, the press -- and Wall Street - responded positively, sales began to pick upand the problem was soon behind him.
About a year later, the company was again experiencing a slight dip in sales, combined with serious product problems. Having learned from his previous experience, the CEO quickly opened the second envelope. The message read, "Reorganize."
This he did, and the company quickly rebounded. After several consecutive profitable quarters, the company once again fell on difficult times. Morris went to his office, closed the door and opened the third envelope.
The message read:"Prepare three envelopes!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-03-2002, 09:15 AM:
Rated G 
Corporate Growth
In the beginning there was the Plan.
And then came the Assumptions.
And the Assumptions were without form.
And the Plan was without substance.
And darkness was upon the face of the workers.
And the Workers spoke amongst themselves, saying, "This is a crock full of shit and it stinks."
And the Workers went unto their Supervisors and said, "It is a pail of dung, and we can't live with the smell."
And the Supervisors went unto their Managers, saying, "It is a container of excrement, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."
And the Managers went unto their Directors, saying, "It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide it's strength."
And the Directors spoke amongst themselves, saying to one another, "It contains that which aids plant growth, and it is very strong."
And the Directors went to the Vice Presidents, saying unto them, "It : promotes growth and it is! very powerful."
And the Vice Presidents went to the President, saying unto him, "This new plan will actively promote the growth and vigor of the company with very powerful effects."
And the President looked upon the Plan and saw that is was good.
And the Plan became Policy.
And that, my friends, is how shit happens. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-23-2002, 07:14 AM:
Rated PG 
When the man asked his widower father why he'd married a young nymphomaniac whom he could never satisfy, instead of a woman his own age, the old man said:
"Son, I'd rather have ten percent of a good business than a hundred percent interest in a bankrupt one."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-27-2002, 10:48 AM:
Rated R 
A middle-aged executive was becoming increasingly irritated by the constant ribbing he was taking from the junior employees who couldn't resist making fun of his baldness.
One morning, a particularly brash trainee had the gall to run his hand across the older man's gleaming head while loudly exclaiming: "Feels just like my wife's ass."
With a look of genuine curiosity, the aging executive rubbed his hand across his head."You're right," he said, "it does..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-27-2002, 11:27 AM:
Rated G 
According to the papers, K-Mart stock has dropped 11% because of bad reports by stock analysts.
Apparently, the stock is now so cheap you can only buy it in K-Mart.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2002, 08:56 PM:
Rated PG 
A well-stacked young advertising secretary wore tight knit dresses that showed off her figure, especially when she walked.
Her young, aggressive boss motioned her into his office one afternoon and closed the door. Pointing to her tightly covered derriere, he asked, "Is that for sale?"
"Of course not!" she snapped angrily, blushing furiously.
Unchanged, he replied quietly, "Then, I suggest you quit advertising it." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-06-2002, 03:06 PM:
Rated PG 
It was nearly 7 o'clock when an employee walked into a
restaurant after working overtime for a demanding and
demeaning supervisor. As he was being led to his table,
he noticed his supervisor at another table arguing with
the waiter about his order. Finally, the waiter turned
and headed toward the bar.
As he was returning to the supervisor's table with a
drink, the employee stopped him saying,
"Here's $20.00 in it if you will spit in that drink."
With a somewhat puzzled look, the waiter replied,
"Again?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-06-2002, 03:26 PM:
Rated R 
While vacationing in the hills of Alabama, the big city man discovered that he had no writing paper at all
for his personal correspondence.
He went into the small town nearby and found only an old-fashioned country store. Behind the counter was a really nice looking young lass, quite obviously a
local farm girl.
He asked, "Do you keep stationery?"
"Well," she giggled, "I can...until I have an orgasm, then I just go plain wild and crazy!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-06-2002, 03:29 PM:
Rated PG 
A woman in our town retired after many years as a sales clerk at a local department store.
Wishing to plan ahead, she discussed her memorial arrangments with a funeral-director colleague of my husband.
"When the time comes," she stated, "I want my casket to be closed during the service."
Curious, the funeral-director asked why she was so adamant about this.
She replied, "Because, I'm tired of people coming
in just to look."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2002, 04:08 PM:
Rated PG 
Death and Taxes
A businessman on his deathbed called his friend and said, "Bill, I want you to promise me that when I die you will have my remains cremated."
"And what," his friend asked, "do you want me to do with your ashes?"
The businessman said, "Just put them in an envelope and mail them to the Internal Revenue Service and write on the envelope, 'Now you have everything'.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2002, 04:11 PM:
Rated G 
"A Flag As A Tax Symbol?"
A visitor from Holland was chatting with his American friend and was jokingly explaining about the red, white and blue in the Netherlands flag.
"Our flag symbolizes our taxes," he said. "We get red when we talk about them, white when we get our tax bill, and blue after we pay them.
"Oh, that's the same with us," nodded the American, "Only we see
stars, too!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-11-2002, 06:43 AM:
Rated G 
A customer at Morris' Gourmet Grocery marveled atthe proprietor's quick wit and intelligence.
"Tell me, Green, what makes you so smart?"
"I wouldn't share my secret with just anyone," Morrisreplies, lowering his voice so the other shopperswon't hear. "But since you're a good and faithfulcustomer, I'll let you in on it. Fish heads. You eatenough of them, you'll be positively brilliant."
"You sell them here?" the customer asks.
"Only $4 apiece," says Morris.
The customer buys three. A week later, he's back inthe store complaining that the fish heads weredisgusting and he isn't any smarter.
"You didn't eat enough, " says Morris. The customergoes home with 20 more fish heads. Two weeks later,he's back and this time he's really angry.
"Hey, Morris," he says, "You're selling me fish headsfor $4 apiece when I just found out I can buy thewhole fish for $2....You're ripping me off!"
"You see?" says Morris. "You're smarter already." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-15-2002, 12:54 PM:
Rated G 
When Peters learned that he was being fired, he went to see the head of human resources. "Since I've been with the firm for so long," he said, "I think I deserve at
least a letter of recommendation."
The human resources director agreed and said he'd have the letter that next day. The following morning, Peters found the letter on his desk. It read, "Jonathan Peters worked for our company for eleven years. When he left us, we were very satisfied." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-16-2002, 03:32 PM:
Rated G 
A man wanted to arrange for the disposal of a $5,000 bond, so he called his bank.
"Is the bond for redemption or conversion?" asked the clerk.
The man paused. "Well, am I talking to the First National Bank or the First Baptist Church?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-18-2002, 02:01 PM:
Rated G 
One day a gentleman walked into one of Ben Franklin's book stores. As one of the clerks went to assist him, the gentleman asked the clerk the price of the book he wished to purchase. The young clerk looked at theprice posted on the book and said, "That book is one dollar, sir."
The gentleman began to haggle with the clerk over the price. The clerk assured him that the correct price for
the book was one dollar and no lower. As the man realized that his efforts to haggle with the clerk were going nowhere, he insisted on speaking with Ben Franklin directly.
Franklin stopped his work, walked out to the storefront
and the gentleman asked, "What is the price of this book?"
Franklin answered,"One dollar and a quarter." The gentleman was confused and replied,"Your clerk just said it was a dollar."
Franklin picked up the book and answered, "Yes, it was a dollar. But now you're wasting my time." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-20-2002, 01:23 AM:
Rated PG 
Bank Notice of Overdraft:
We hate to be the ones to say But you've overdrawn another day.
Your funds are gone, your account is too,Does the word "deposit" ring a bell with you?
This letter is not meant to inform or harass. But to get to the point, you're a pain in the ass.
It's obvious your balance doesn't phase you a bit, Cause you keep writing checks that aren't worth a shit.
So we're telling you now that our friendship is through, plus a couple more things that we're planning to do.
We are telling everyone how worthless you are, We are taking your house, your wife, and your car.
We are going to court to get back our funds,and when we are through we will have nailed your buns!
And in conclusion, we simply must say:
"THANKS FOR BANKING WITH US AND HAVE A NICE DAY!"

Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-20-2002, 01:27 AM:
Bank Notice of Overdraft:We hate to be the ones to say but you've overdrawn another day.
Your funds are gone, your account is too, does the word "deposit" ring a bell with you?
This letter is not meant to inform or harass,but to get to the point, you're a pain in the ass.
It's obvious your balance doesn't phase you a bit, cause you keep writing checks that aren't worth a shit.
So we're telling you now that our friendship is through plus a couple more things that we're planning to do.
We are telling everyone how worthless you are, we are taking your house, your wife, and your car.
We are going to court to get back our funds,and when we are through we will have nailed your buns!
In conclusion, we simply must say:
"THANKS FOR BANKING WITH US AND HAVE A NICE DAY!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-22-2002, 10:24 AM:
Rated G 
One day an employee came into work with both of his ears bandaged. His boss asked him what happened to his ears. "Yesterday I was ironing a shirt when the phone rang and I accidentally answered the iron instead of the phone!"
"Well," the boss said, "that explains one ear, but what about the other?"
"They called back!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2002, 08:25 AM:
Rated PG 
The boss called in Bill, his star salesman and said, "I notice on your last expense report you entered '$50 for women' I don't really mind you having a good time and entertaining our clients, but you should be more discrete. From now on list those expenses as being for hunting."
After that, the Bill's expense account regularly included items of "$50 for hunting." But then one month the first entry read, "$300 for cleaning rifle."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2002, 08:53 AM:
Rated G 
I have a reputation at work for being a strict boss.One day I was in the break room with another manager.
I reached ino the refrigerator for my lunch, which was packed in a Ace Hardware paper bag.
My co-worker stopped in mid-bite and stared at me, looking a little tense. When I pulled my sandwich outof the bag, he sighed in relief.
"What's the matter?" I asked him.
"Uh, nothing," he replied. "I was just beginning tothink you really DO eat nails for lunch."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2002, 12:17 PM:
Rated G 
Taken from Readers Digest -May 2002 Contributed by Doris Sullivan.
Mind Your Business
Business owners in Palm Sprongs, California, area came up with sxome lively names for their shops:
* Fan Diego (Ceiling Fans)
* Humphrey Yogart (Frozen Yogurt
* Floral & Hearty (Florist)
* We've Got It Mail (Cleaning Service)
* You Dirty Dog (Pet Grooming) 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-18-2002, 07:47 AM:
Rated G 
A city slicker moves to the country and decides he's going to take up farming.
He heads to the local co-op and tells the man, "Give me 100 baby chickens."
The co-op man complies.
A week later the man returns and says, "Give me 200 baby chickens."
The co-op man complies.
Again, a week later the man returns. This time he says, "Give me 500 baby chickens."
"Wow!" the co-op man replies. "You must really be doing well!"
"Naw," said the man with a sigh. "I'm either planting them too deep or too far apart!"

Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-21-2002, 12:38 PM:
Rated PG 
Four insurance companies are in competition.One comes up with the slogan "Coverage from the cradle to the grave."
The Second one tries to improve on that with"Coverage from the womb to the tomb."
Not to be outdone, the third one comes up with"Coverage from the sperm to the worm."
The fourth insurance company really thought hard andalmost gave up the race, but finally came up with"Coverage from the erection to the resurrection"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-22-2002, 07:15 AM:
Rated G 
The personnel office received an e-mail requesting a listing of the department staff broken down by age and sex. The personnel office sent this reply...
"Attached is a list of our staff. We currently have no one broken down by age or sex. However, we have a few alcoholics." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-01-2002, 09:16 AM:
Rated G 
The CEO was scheduled to give the keynote address at an important convention so he asked one of his top employees, Goldberg, to write a punchy, 20 minute speech for him.
When the CEO returned from the big event, he was furious. "What's the idea of writing me an hour long speech?!" he demanded. "Half the audience walked out before I was finished."
Goldberg was baffled. "I wrote you a 20 minute speech," he replied. "I also gave you the two extra copies you asked for."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-01-2002, 09:19 AM:
Rated G 
A young man was applying for a job in a big company. "I'm sorry," said the personnel manager, "but the firm is overstaffed; we have more employees now than we really need."
"That's all right," replied the young man, undiscouraged, "the little bit of work I do wouldn't be noticed. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-03-2002, 03:18 AM:
Rated X 
The boss came early in the morning one day and found his manager screwing his secretary.
He shouted at him, "Is this what I pay you for?"
The manager replied: "No, sir, this I do free of charge." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-03-2002, 12:27 PM:
Rated G 
An influential Londoner wound up a business trip to the Orient with a visit to Taipei.
At a luncheon he was asked to say a few words.
Since he spoke not a word of Chinese, his address was to be translated by an interpreter sentence by sentence.
"I want you to know," he began, "I'm tickled to death to be asked here today."
A look of panicked confusion appeared on the interpreter's face. "This poor man," he said in Chinese, "Scratches himself until he dies, only to be with you today."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-09-2002, 08:35 AM:
Rated X 
Two car salesmen were sitting at the bar.
One complained to the other, "Boy, business sucks. If I don't sell more cars this month, I'm going to lose my fucking ass."
Too late, he noticed a beautiful blonde sitting two stools away. Immediately, he apologized for his bad language.
"That's okay," the blonde replied, "If I don't sell more ass this month, I'm going to lose my fucking car."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-10-2002, 10:58 AM:
Rated X 
A construction worker on the 3rd floor of a building needs a handsaw so he sees another man on the 1st floor. He yells down to him, but he can't hear, so he does sign language. He points at his eye meaning "I", points at his knee meaning "need", and moves his hand back and forth in a handsaw motion.
The man on the 1st floor nods his head, pulls down his pants, and starts masturbating.
The man on the 3rd floor gets so angry he runs down to the 1st floor and says, "What the hell is wrong with you dumbass? I said I need handsaw!!"
The other guy says, "I knew that, I was just trying to tell you I'm coming."

Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-10-2002, 02:36 PM:
Rated G 
"I have to have a raise," the man said to his boss. "There are three other companies after me."
"Is that so?" asked the manager. "What other companies are after you?"
"The electric company, the telephone company, and the gas company.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-11-2002, 07:54 AM:
Rated G 
"Do you believe in life after death?" the boss asked one of his employees. "Yes sir," the employee replied.
"Well, then, that makes everything just fine," the boss went on. "After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother's funeral, she stopped in to see you."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-11-2002, 12:52 PM:
Rated G 
The teenage girl was applying for a part time job after school.
During the interview, she was asked: "What was your last
position?"
Without hesitation, she replied, "Missionary." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-16-2002, 05:14 PM:
Rated G
TIPS FROM SECRETARIES TO MANAGERS: ENHANCING THE RELATIONSHIP1. Whenever possible, please keep us late. We have no homes to go to and are only too thankful to spend the evening here.
2. Send us out to cash your checks and buy stamps in all weather. Walking is exhilarating and as we sit down all day, the exercise does us good.
3. Do walk out of the office without telling us where you are going or how long you might be. We enjoy telling people who wish to contact you urgently that we have no idea where you are or when you will return.
4. When dictating, please parade up and down the room and practice your golf strokes, or better still, walk out of the room. We can understand what is said more distinctly.
5. Please lower your voice to a whisper when dictating names of people and places. Under no circumstances spell them to us. We are sure to hit the right way sooner or later.
6. Should a letter require a slight alteration after it is typed,score the word heavily through about four times and write the correct word beside it, preferably in ink or felt - tip pen. Always make the alteration on the top copy.
7. Please dictate a paragraph and change your mind, with the corrected version following, particularly when using dictating equipment. It adds variety to our typing.
8. Hours for dictation: during the lunch hour, or any time after 4:30 p.m.
9. should you wish to write out a letter or report, please write with a blunt pencil using the left hand, and use plenty of arrows,balloons and other diagrams.
10. Remember when asking us to place a long distance call, you must be very fast on your feet to get out of the office before the call comes through.
11. If possible, always pick up your calls on your secretary's phone. This ensures that we cannot pick up calls for any other people on our own phones. It also helps keep us company. We miss you during the day.
12. When you have given us a rush project, be sure to use your intercom line frequently, or call us at regular intervels of 60 seconds to ask us to get minor items and to go for coffee.
13. If you are being paged, please ignore it. We usually have no particular reason for wanting to locate you and enjoy hunting you down or taking messages that never get called back.
14. Please do interrupt us while we are apeaking on the telephone. We have two ears, so we might as well use both of them at the same time.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2002, 06:28 AM:
Rated G 
A large corporation owner was dying, and on his deathbed told his
grieving wife, "Darling, when I'm gone I want to be cremated."
His wife tearfully asked him why he wanted his body turned to ashes and where he wanted them to be placed.
"I want you to scatter them everywhere in the I.R.S office, and
then hand them a note, saying 'Now you have EVERYTHING I had!'" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2002, 11:57 PM:
Rated PG 
A man worked in a post office. His job was to process all mail that had illegible addresses. One day a letter came to his desk, addressed in shaky handwriting, to God.
He thought, "I better open this one and see what it's all about." So he opened it. It read,
"Dear God, I am an 83 year old widow living on a very small pension.
Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had a hundred dollars in it which was all the money I had until my next pension check. Next Sunday is Easter, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I won't be able to buy the food. I have no family to turn to.You are my only hope. Can you please help me?"
The postal worker was touched, and went around showing the letter to all the others. Each of them dug into his wallet and came up with a few dollars.
By the time he made the rounds, he had collected 96 dollars. They put it into an envelope and sent it over to her. The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of the nice thing they had done.
Easter came and went, and a few days later came another letter from the old lady to God.
All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.
It read, "Dear God, How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me?
Because of your generosity, I was able to fix a lovely dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there were 4 dollars missing. It was no doubt those thieving bastards at the post office." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-22-2002, 08:04 AM:
Rated G 
Breaking News.....
Arthur Andersen to Change Name CHICAGO, IL
- Inspired by the success of Philip Morris' name change to Altria last year, sources at Arthur Andersen say they plan to change their corporate name as well.
"It used to be, Philip Morris was practically synonymous with lung cancer,"says Rich Anduwrnot, Andersen's Director of Public Imagery. "These days, if you ask anyone what Altria makes, they haven't got a clue. It's a great way to ditch bad publicity."
The new name is likely to be "Shredvidence," according to anonymous sources.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-24-2002, 07:15 AM:
Rated G
From Breaking News
Worldcom Finds Missing $4 Billion BOSTON, MA (AheadofNews.com) - Worldcom chairman and CEO John Sidgmore announced today that Worldcom has found the missing 3.8 billion dollars that had forced it into bankruptcy.
"It was just a simple mistake," said Sidgmore, "it could have happened to anyone."
According to company spokesmen, the missing money had simply fallen behind the cushion in the couch. Cleaning person Anna Mabitt discovered the misplaced billions when she moved the cushion to vaccuum.
"Boy was I surprised!" said Mrs. Mabit, 48. "I never seen thatmuch money before. I called Earl, my husband, and he says I should keep it, but I figured I better turn it in - better to have a steady job than a little extra cash, I always said."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2002, 09:46 AM:
Rated G 
This man walks into a book shop.
He asks the clerk, "Can I have a book by Shakespear?"
The clerk says. "Of course, sir. Which one?"
The man replies, "William."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-30-2002, 08:08 AM:
Rated G 
The interviewer examined the job application then turned to the prospective employee: I see you have put ASAP down for a date you are available to start, meaning as soon as possible', of course. However I also see that you have put AMAP down for required salary. I don't believe I've ever seen that before. What does that mean?
The applicant replied, "As much as possible."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-03-2002, 03:52 PM:
Rated G 
PERFORMANCE (WORK) TERMS:
1. GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS---Spends lots of time on phone.
2. AVERAGE EMPLOYEE---Not too bright.
3. EXCEPTIONALLY WELL QUALIFIED --Made no major blunders yet.
4. WORK IS FIRST PRIORITY---Too ugly to get a date.
5. ACTIVE SOCIALLY---Drinks a lot.
6. FAMILY IS ACTIVE SOCIALLY---Spouse drinks, too.
7. INDEPENDENT WORKER --Nobody knows what he/she does.
8. QUICK THINKING---offers plausible excuses.
9. CAREFUL THINKER---Won't make a decision.
10. AGGRESSIVE---Obnoxious.
11. USES LOGIC ON DIFFICULT JOBS---Gets someone else to do it.
12. EXPRESSES THEMSELVES WELL---Speaks English.
13. METICULOUS ATTENTION TO DETAIL---A nit picker.
14. HAS LEADERSHIP QUALITIES---Is tall or had a loud voice.
15. EXCEPTIONALLY GOOD JUDGMENT---Lucky.
16. KEEN SENSE OF HUMOR---Knows a lot of dirty jokes.
17. CAREER MINDED---Back Stabber.
18. LOYAL---Can't get a job anywhere else. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-03-2002, 03:57 PM:
Rated R 
A man wanted an attack dog to protect his business, so he visited a kennel that specialized in attack dogs. The man explained to the kennel owner that he wanted the biggest,meanest, most vicious dog in the kennel, and the owner offered to take the man on a tour of the premises.
After they had been walking for a few minutes, they came upon a large dog. He was snarling loudly and biting and clawing at the cage.
"He looks like he'd be a pretty good attack dog," said the buyer.
"Well, he's not bad," replied the owner, "but I have something better in mind for you."
They continued walking around the premises, and after a while they found an even larger,meaner dog than the first. He snarled at the two men and tried to bite them through the wire on his cage.
"Ah," said the buyer. "This must be the dog you were referring to
earlier."
"Well, no." said the owner. "I have something better in mind for you."
The men continued their tour. Eventually, they came upon a fairly large dog that was lying quietly on his side, licking his ass.He did not seem to notice as the men approached.
"This is the dog I had in mind for you," said the owner.
The buyer was flabbergasted. "You're joking!" he exclaimed.
"This dog seems quite tame; he doesn't act at all like an attack dog at all. Hell, he's just lying there, licking his ass!"
"I know, I know," said the owner. "But you see, he just ate a lawyer, and he's trying to get the taste out of his mouth." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-05-2002, 02:08 AM:
Rated G 
Human Resource Lingo
"COMPETITIVE SALARY"
We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.
"JOIN OUR FAST-PACED COMPANY"
We have no time to train you.
"CASUAL WORK ATMOSPHERE"
We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up.
"MUST BE DEADLINE-ORIENTED"
You'll be six months behind schedule on your first day.
"SOME OVERTIME REQUIRED"
Some time each night and some time each weekend.
"DUTIES WILL VARY"
Anyone in the office can boss you around.
"MUST HAVE AN EYE FOR DETAIL"
We have no quality control.
"CAREER-MINDED"
Female Applicants must be childless (and remain that way).
"APPLY IN PERSON"
If you're old, fat or ugly you'll be told the position has been filled.
"NO PHONE CALLS PLEASE"
We've filled the job; our call for resumes is just a legal formality.
"SEEKING CANDIDATES WITH A WIDE VARIETY OF EXPERIENCE"
You'll need it to replace three people who just left.
"PROBLEM-SOLVING SKILLS A MUST"
You're walking into a company in perpetual chaos.
"REQUIRES TEAM LEADERSHIP SKILLS"
You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect.
"GOOD COMMUNICATION SKILLS"
Management communicates, you listen, figure out what they want and do it. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-06-2002, 03:25 PM:
Rated R 
Q: What's the difference between a waitress and a toilet seat ?
A: A toilet seat only deals with one asshole at a time.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-07-2002, 01:43 PM:
Rated PG 
A little boy goes up to a construction site where a new house is being built.
When the carpenter picks up his saw the little boy says my dad has two of those.
He picks up his hammer and the little boy says my dad has two of those.
This goes on all morning.Every thing the carpenter picks up the little boy says my dad has two of those.
After lunch the carpenter goes around to the back of the house to take a leak.As he is doing his business the little boy walks up.
The carpenter says let me guess your dad has two of these.
The little boy says no but he's got one that would make two of that one.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-09-2002, 12:37 PM:
Rated G 
My boss wanted a "Clean Desk" policy, so he sent a memo saying that any paper left on desks would be removed at night and we would have to fill-out a form to get it back.
So we left all our garbage paper on our desks every night.
In a week, the boss had an office full of garbage and we never heard about the policy again. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2002, 03:18 AM:
Rated G 
LINES FROM ACTUAL RESUMES:
1. I have lurnt WordPerfect 6.0 computer and spreadsheat
programs.
2. Received a plague for Salesperson of the Year.
3. Reason for leaving last job: Maturity leave.
4. Wholly responsible for two (2) failed financial
institutions.
5. Failed bar exam with relatively high grades.
6. It's best for employers that I not work with people.
7. Let's meet, so you can "ooh" and "aah" over my experience.
8. You will want me to be Head Honcho in no time.
9. Am a perfectionist and rarely if ever forget details.
10. I was working for my mom until she decided to move.
11. Marital status: Single. Unmarried. Unengaged.
Uninvolved. No committments.
12. I have an excellent track record, although I am not a horse.
13. My goal is to be a meteorologist. But since I possess no
training in meteorology, I suppose I should try stock
brokerage.
14. I procrastinate, expecially when the task is unpleasant.
15. Personal interests: Donating blood. Fourteen gallons so
far.
16. Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as "job-hopping."
"I have never quit a job."
17. Marital Status: Often. Children: Various
18. Reason for leaving last job: They insisted that all
employees get to work by 8:45 every morning. Could
not work under those conditions.
19. The company made me a scapegoat, just like my three
previous employers.
20. Finished eighth in my class of ten. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2002, 02:39 AM:
Rated G 
Myrddin had gotten a part time job at the Post Office and the
supervisor there had been warned that he was somewhat of a dullard, but the supervisor took a liking to him and agreed to let Myrddin help him. If nothing else, he would be an extra set of hands.
The supervisor gives Myrddin the job of sorting, and much to
everyone's surprise, Myrddin separated the letters so fast that his motions were literally a blur. Extremely pleased by this, the supervisor approached Myrddin at the end of the day.
"I just want you to know," he said, "that we're all very proud of you. You're one of the fastest workers we have ever had."
"Thank you," said Myrddin, "and tomorrow I'll try to do even better."
"Better?" the supervisor asked with astonishment. "How can you
possibly do better?"
Myrddin replied, "Tomorrow I am going to read the addresses."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2002, 08:42 AM:
Rated PG 
A woman passenger in a horse-drawn cab has offered the driver a large tip if he can deliver her to her destination in a hurry.
However, she is horrified at the cruel whipping the driver is giving the horse to make him go faster.
"My good man, is there no other way you could urge the horse along?" she asks.
"Yessum," the cab driver cheerfully replies, "but, I've got to save his balls for the hill!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2002, 10:16 AM:
Rated G 
One of the most successful inventors of all time was the man
who invented the hay-bailing machine.
Needless to say, he made a bundle. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-25-2002, 05:03 AM:
Rated G 
Mr. Allen, a high-powered executive trying to impress a client in his office flipped on his intercom switch and barked to his secretary,
"Miss Hunter, get my broker!"
The client was impressed until he heard the secretary's clear voice saying, "Yes sir, stock or pawn!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-25-2002, 05:06 AM:
Rated G 
There were two Irishmen walking along looking for jobs, when they came across a sign saying:
"TREE FELLERS WANTED"
"Ohh, to be sure. Too be sure!" said one.
"What a shame there are only the two of us!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-25-2002, 05:16 AM:
Rated G 
A man goes into his local building supply store and orders 10,000 bricks.
"May I inquire what you're building?" asks the man behind the counter.
"It's going to build a barbecue."
"Wow, that's a lot of bricks for one barbecue."
"Not really, I live on the 12th floor, you see." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-27-2002, 04:29 PM:
Rated G 
During a staff meeting one time, a really pert and pretty female engineer told the manager of the division, "I'd like to get
something off my chest."
"What's that?" he asked.
"Your eyes!" she replied. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-28-2002, 12:20 PM:
Rated PG

A guy goes into a hardware store. He flags down an employee and asks him for a file.
The employee points to a file at the right side of the cabinet, "You want that bastard?"
"No," says the customer.
The employee points to a file at the left side of the cabinet,"You want that bastard?"
"No," says the customer.
"Well, what do you want?"
The customer points to a file in the middle. "I want that son-of-a-bitch right there." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-29-2002, 10:26 AM:
Rated G 
I was at the store the other day when the manager nabbed a shoplifter in the act. He was escorting the suspect to the officewhen the shoplifter broke away and tried to run.
After a scuffle, the manager pinned the guy against the wall.He looked up to see a number of surprised customers staring at him.
"It's ok, folks, everything's fine," he reassured them."This guy just tried going through the express line with more than nine items." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2002, 07:06 AM:
Rated G 
Morris, a parts manager for a small electronics shop, had occasion to order part No. 669 from the factory. But when he received it he noticed that someone had sent part No. 699 instead.
Furious at the factory's incompetence, Morris promptly sent the part back along with a letter giving them a piece of his mind.
Less than a week later, he received the same part back with a letter containing just five words: "MORRIS TURN THE BOX OVER." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2002, 09:38 AM:
Rated G 
The president of Amtrak has resigned. The news was something the train company is not used to.
An early departure. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2002, 02:21 PM:
Rated PG 
Andy Rooney On Phone-In-Polls:
You know those shows where people call in and vote on different issues?
Did you ever notice there's always like 18% that say "I don't know." It costs 90 cents to call up and vote and they're voting "I don't know."
Honey, I feel very strongly about this. Give me the phone. (Says into
phone) "I DON'T KNOW!" (Hangs up looking proud.) Sometimes you have to stand up for what you believe you're not sure about."
This guy probably calls up phone sex girls for $2.95 to say, "I'm not in the mood."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2002, 03:25 PM:
Rated G 
A railroad worker was cutting the grass away from the edge of the line as a train was coming in his direction.
He dropped all his tools and ran down the line as fast as he could.
The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a hospital.
A policeman asked him why didn't you just run up the grassy
hill to safety.
"What chance did I have of out running up the hill if I couldn't outrun it on level ground?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2002, 05:41 PM:
Rated G 
An economist is an expert who will know tomorrow why the things he predicted yesterday didn't happen today. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 06:12 AM:
Rated G 
An insurance salesman was getting nowhere in his efforts to sell a policy to a farmer. "Look at it this way." he said finally. "How would your wife carry on if you should die?"
"Well..." drawled the weather-beaten man, "I don't reckon that'd be any concern of mine -- long as she behaves herself while I'm alive."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 06:21 AM:
Rated G 
A man traveling in southern Indiana was headed for the Kentucky
border...when he saw a large sign... "LAST CHANCE FOR $1.25 GAS!!!"
He still had more than a quarter of a tank left, but figured he'd
better take advantage of this opportunity to fill-up his tank.
As he was getting his change from the attendant, he asked, "How much is gas in Kentucky?"
The attendant replied, "$1.10..." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2002, 09:26 PM:
Freddy got tired of being a taxidermist after 15 years, and went to veterinarian school.
His new business never got off the ground so he decided to operate both his taxidermy and vet business together to save money.
His new slogan was: "No Matter What Happens - You Get Your Pet Back!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-07-2002, 08:29 AM:
Rated G 
Rick, fresh out of accounting school, went to a interview for a good paying job. The company boss asked various questions about him and his education, but then asked him, "What is three times seven?"
"22," Rick replied. After he left, he double-checked it on his calculator (he *knew* he should have taken it to the interview!) and realised he wouldn't get the job.
About two weeks later, he got a letter that said he was hired for the job! He was not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but was still very curious. The next day, he went in and asked why he got the job,
even though he got such a simple question wrong. The boss shrugged and said, "Well, you were the closest..." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2002, 11:22 AM:
Rated G
Big John"Sir, What is the secret of your success?" a reporter asked a bank president.
"Two words"
"And, Sir, what are they?"
"Right decisions."
"And how do you make right decisions?"
"One word."
"And, What is that?"
"Experience."
"And how do you get Experience?"
"Two words"
"And, Sir, what are they?"
"Wrong decisions"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2002, 01:20 PM:
Rated PG 
Business ideas that somehow failed...
GERIATRIC CITY
Quality housing for older citizens that couldn't attract retirees, despite the mirrored bedroom ceilings, the hot tubs, the adjacent burial plots and other amenities.
PUMP AND HUMP
A Nevada brothel that offered self-service gasoline to its customers.
STICKY WICKETS
Preowned erotica for sale at attractive discount prices.
HAIR AND NOW
Fast, inexpensive hair replacement using cat fur and thumb tacks.
PARADISE LOST AND FOUND
A gynecological clinic franchise specializing in "50,000 mile tune-ups."
UNIX FOR HIRE
A computer consulting firm that just couldn't build a long-term customer base.
IN THE CLOSET
A line of closet organizers that never caught on with young marrieds and new homeowners.
SCRATCH AND SNIFF
A new medication for hemorrhoids...available in all your favorite
fragrances. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2002, 10:57 AM:
Rated G 
Bosses are like legs.
When they get to the top, they become asses. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-18-2002, 12:56 PM:
Rated PG 
THINGS YOU'D LOVE TO SAY AT WORK, BUT CAN'T
1. I can see your point, but I still think you're full of shit.
2. I don't know what your problem is, but I'll bet it's hard to
pronounce.
3. How about never? Is never good for you?
4. I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in
public. This is good!
5. I'm really easy to get along with once you people learn to see it
my way.
6. I'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.
7. I'm out of my mind, but feel free to leave a message.
8. I don't work here. I'm a consultant.
9. It sounds like English, but I can't understand a word you're
saying.
10. Ahhh...I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again...
11. I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.
12. You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
13. I have plenty of talent and vision. I just don't give a damn.
14. I'm already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.
15. I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you.
16. Thank you. We're all refreshed and challenged by your unique
point of view.
17. The fact that no one understands you doesn't mean you're an
artist.
18. Any connection between your reality and mine is purely
coincidental.
19. What am I? Fly paper for freaks!?
20. I'm not being rude. You're just insignificant.
21. It's a thankless job, but I've got a lot of Karma to burn off.
22. Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.
23. And your crybaby whiny-butt opinion would be...? BINGO!
24. Do I look like a people person?
25. This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting.
26. I started out with nothing & still have most of it left.
27. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer.
28. If I throw a stick, will you leave?
29. Errors have been made. Others will be blamed.
30. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you missed.
31. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality.
32. A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door.
33. Can I trade this job for what's behind door #1?
34. Too many freaks, not enough circuses.
35. Nice perfume. Must you marinate in it?
36. Chaos, panic, & disorder - my work here is done.
37. How do I set a laser printer to stun? 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-23-2002, 01:45 PM:
Rated PG

A worker was called on the carpet by his supervisor for talking back to his foreman.
"Is it true that you called him a liar?
"Yes, I did."
"Did you call him stupid?"
Yes."
"And did you call him an opinionated, egomaniac asshole?"
"No, but would you write that down so I can remember it?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-23-2002, 05:26 PM:
Rated G

Much to his surprise, the foreman of a match factory was informed
that he was going to be awarded the coveted Congressional Medal
of Honor.
"Thank you," he said to the government official, "but why have I
been singled out for this honor?"
"Because you're a typical American worker who helped avert a
disaster."
"I did?"
"Yes. Last week a terrorist tried to start a fire at a nuclear power plant in Pennsylvania. He didn't succeed."
"I still don't understand," said the foreman.
The official explained, "The matches failed to light." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-25-2002, 07:15 PM:
Rated G 
George Costanza's Tips for Working Hard
1. Never walk down the hall without a document in your hands. People with documents in their hands look like hardworking employees heading for important meetings. People with nothing in their hands look like they're heading for the cafeteria. People with a newspaper in their hand look like they're heading for the toilet. Above all, make sure you carry loads of stuff home with you at night, thus generating the false impression that you work
longer hours than you do.
2. Use computers to look busy. Any time you use a computer, it looks like "work" to the casual observer. You can send and receive personal e-mail, calculate your finances and generally have a blast without doing anything remotely related to work. These aren't exactly the societal benefits that the proponents of the computer revolution would like to talk about but they're not bad either. When you get caught by your boss -and you *will* get caught - your best defence is to claim you're teaching yourself to use new software, thus saving valuable training dollars.
3. Messy desk. Top management can get away with a clean desk. For the rest of us, it looks like you're not working hard enough. Build huge piles of documents around your workspace. To the observer, last year's work looks the same as today's work; it's volume that counts. Pile them high and wide. If you know somebody is coming to your cubicle, bury the document you'll need halfway down in an existing stack and rummage for it when he/she arrives.
4. Voice Mail. Never answer your phone if you have voice mail. People don't call you just because they want to give you something for nothing - they call because they want YOU to do work for THEM. That's no way to live. Screen all your calls through voice mail. If somebody leaves a voice mail message for you and it sounds like impending work, respond during lunch hour when you know they're not there - it looks like you're hardworking and conscientious even though you're being a devious weasel. If you diligently employ the method of screening incoming calls and then returning calls when nobody is there, this will greatly increase the odds that the caller will give up or look for a solution that doesn't involve you. The sweetest voice mail message you can ever hear is: "Ignore my last message. I took care of it". If your voice mailbox has a limit on the number of messages it can hold, make sure you reach that limit frequently. One way to do that is to never erase any incoming messages. If that takes too long, send yourself a few messages. Your callers will hear a recorded message that says, "Sorry, this mailbox is full"; - a sure sign that you are a hardworking employee in high demand.
5. Looking Impatient and Annoyed. According to George Costanza, one should also always try to look impatient and annoyed to give your bosses the impression that you are always busy.
6. Appear to Work Late. Always leave the office late, especially when the boss is still around. You could read magazines and storybooks that you always wanted to read, but have no time until late before leaving. Make sure you walk past the boss' room on your way out. Send important emails at unearthly hours (e.g. 9:35pm, 7:05am, etc...) and during public holidays.
7. Creative Sighing for Effect. Sigh loudly when there are many people around, giving the impression that you are very hard pressed.
8. Stacking Strategy. It is not enough to pile lots of documents on the table. Put lots of books on the floor etc. . . . Can always borrow from library. Thick computer manuals are the best.
9. Build Vocabulary. Read up on some computer magazines and pick out all the jargon and new products. Use it freely when in conversation with bosses. Remember: They don't have to understand what you say, but you sure sound impressive.
10. * MOST IMPORTANTLY: DON'T forward this to your boss by mistake!!!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-30-2002, 11:41 AM:
Rated R 
Ad as appeared on a West Coast newspaper:
Businessman with two penises looking for bilingual secretary. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-30-2002, 09:00 PM:
Rated G 
The boss returned from lunch in a good mood and called the whole staff in to listen to a couple of jokes he had picked up. Everybody but one woman laughed uproariously.Used to having a better audience, his good mood quickly faded.
"What's the matter?" grumbled the boss. "Didn't you get the joke?"
"I don't have to laugh," she said. "I'm quitting Friday." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-30-2002, 09:17 PM:
Rated G 
Many years ago, a rich oil tycoon was becoming angry as he had 6
children, all girls, and therefore had no son and heir.
Imagine his joy when his wife finally presented him with his only son and heir. He immediately named him Johnny after his father!
Just before Little Johnny's sixth birthday, the tycoon took him to one side and said, "Son, I am very proud of you. Anything you want, I shall get for you."
Little Johnny replied, "Daddy, I would like to have my own airplane."
Not wanting to do anything halfway, his father bought him American Airlines.
Just before Little Johnny's seventh birthday, the tycoon took him to one side. "Son, you are my pride and joy. Anything you want, I shall get for you."
Little Johnny replied, "Daddy, I would like a boat."
Not wanting to do anything halfway, his father bought him Princess
Cruise Lines.
Just before Little Johnny's eighth birthday, the tycoon took him to one side. "Son, you bring so much happiness into my life. Anything you want, I shall get for you."
Little Johnny replied, "Daddy, I would like to be able to watch
cartoons."
Not wanting to do anything halfway, his father bought him Disney
Studios and their theaters, where he watched all his favorite
cartoons.
Just before Little Johnny's ninth birthday, the tycoon took him to one side. "Son, you are an inspiration to us all. Anything you want, I shall get for you."
Little Johnny, who had really gotten into the Disney cartoons, replied, "Daddy, I would like a Mickey Mouse outfit."
Not wanting to do anything halfway, his father went and bought him
Microsoft.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 10:29 AM:
Rated G 
The store manager overheard a clerk saying to a customer, "No Ma'am, we haven't had any for some weeks now, and it doesn't look like we will be geting any soon."
Alarmed the manager rushed over to the customer who was walking out the door and said, "That isn't true ma'am. Of course we will have some soon. In fact, we placed an order for it a couple of weeks ago."
The the manager drew the clerk aside and growled, never, never, never, never say we don't have something. If we don't have it, say we ordered it and it's on it's way. Now, What was it she wanted?"
"Rain."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 11:20 AM:
Rated G
From JJ on the Left Coast
STOCK MARKET EXPLAINED thru software literature:
Bull Market - A random market movement causing an investor to mistake himself for a financial genius.
Bear Market - A 6 to 18-month period when the kids get no allowance, the wife gets no jewelry and the husband gets no sex.
Momentum Investing - The fine art of buying high and selling low.
Value Investing - The art of buying low and selling lower.
P/E ratio - The percentage of investors wetting their pants as the Market keeps crashing.
Broker - The person who made you poorer than you were last year.
Standard & Poor - Your life in a nutshell.
Stock Analyst - Idiot who just downgraded your stock.
Stock split - When your ex-spouse and her/his lawyer split all your assets equally between themselves.
Market Correction - The day after you buy stocks.
Cash Flow - The movement your money makes as it disappears down the Toilet.
Call Option - Something people used to do with a telephone in ancient times before e-mail.
Yahoo - What you yell after selling all you owned to some poor sucker for $240 per share.
Windows 2000 - What you jump out of when you're the sucker that bought Yahoo for $240 per share.
Institutional Investor - Past year investor who's now locked up in a nut house.
Profit - Religious guy who talks to God.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2002, 12:03 PM:
Unauthorized Activity This is an actual letter sent to a man named Ryan DeVries by the Michigan Department of Environmental Quality, State of Michigan.
Read the letter before you get to the response........ ***************************
Mr. Ryan DeVries
2088 Dagget Pierson, MI 49339
SUBJECT: DEQ File No. 97-59-0023; T11N; R10W, Sec. 20; Montcalm County
Dear Mr. DeVries: It has come to the attention of the Department of Environmental Quality that there has been recent unauthorized activity on the above referenced parcel of property.
You have been certified as the legal landowner and/or contractor who did the following unauthorized activity: Construction and maintenance of two wood debris dams across the outlet stream of Spring Pond.
A permit must be issued prior to the start of this type of activity. A review of the Department's files shows that no permits have been issued.
Therefore, the Department has determined that this activity is in violation of Part 301, Inland Lakes and Streams, of the Natural Resource and Environmental Protection Act, Act 451 of the Public Acts of 1994, being sections 324.30101 to 324.30113 of the Michigan Compiled Laws, annotated.
The Department has been informed that one or both of the dams partially failed during a recent rain event, causing debris and flooding at downstream locations.
We find that dams of this nature are inherently hazardous and cannot be permitted. The Department therefore orders you to cease and desist all activities at this location, and to restore the stream to a free-flow condition by removing all wood and brush forming the dams from the stream channel.
All restoration work shall be completed no later than January 31, 2002.
Please notify this office when the restoration has been completed so that a follow-up site inspection may be scheduled by our staff. Failure to comply with this request or any further unauthorized activity on the site may result in this case being referred for elevated enforcement action.
We anticipate and would appreciate your full cooperation in this matter.
Please feel free to contact me at this office if you have any questions.
Sincerely,
David L. Price
District Representative
Land and Water Management Division
*******************
This is the actual response sent back........
Dear Mr. Price,
Re: DEQ File No. 97-59-0023; T11N; R10W, Sec. 20; Montcalm County.
Your certified letter dated 12/17/01 has been handed to me to respond to.
First of all, Mr. Ryan DeVries is not the legal Landowner and/or Contractor at 2088 Dagget, Pierson, Michigan.
I am the legal owner and a couple of beavers are in the (State unauthorized) process of constructing and maintaining two wood "debris" dams across the outlet stream of my Spring Pond.
While I did not pay for, authorize, nor supervise their dam project, I think they would be highly offended that you call their skillful use of natures building materials "debris." I would like to challenge your department to attempt to emulate their dam project any time and/or any place you choose.
I believe I can safely state there is no way you could ever match their dam skills, their dam resourcefulness, their dam ingenuity, their dam persistence, their dam determination and/or their dam work ethic.
As to your request, I do not think the beavers are aware that they must first fill out a dam permit prior to the start of this type of dam activity.
My first dam question to you is: (1) Are you trying to discriminate against my Spring Pond Beavers or (2) do you require all beavers throughout this State to conform to said dam request?
If you are not discriminating against these particular beavers, through the Freedom of Information Act, I request completed copies of all those other applicable beaver dam permits that have been issued. Perhaps we will see if there really is a dam violation of Part 301, Inland Lakes and Streams, of the Natural Resource and Environmental Protection Act, Act 451 of the Public Acts of 1994, being sections 324.30101 to 324.30113 of the Michigan Compiled Laws, annotated.
I have several concerns. My first concern is - aren't the beavers entitled to legal representation? The Spring Pond Beavers are financially destitute and are unable to pay for said representation - so the State will have to provide them with a dam lawyer.
The Department's dam concern that either one or both of the dams failed during a recent rain event causing flooding is proof that this is a natural occurrence, which the Department is required to protect. In other words, we should leave the Spring Pond Beavers alone rather than harassing them and calling their dam names. If you want the stream "restored" to a dam free-flow condition please contact the beavers - but if you are going to arrest them, they obviously did not pay any attention to your dam letter, they being unable to read English. In my humble opinion, the Spring Pond Beavers have a right to build their unauthorized dams as long as the sky is blue, the grass is green and water flows downstream. They have more dam rights than I do to live and enjoy Spring Pond.
If the Department of Natural Resources and Environmental Protection lives up to its name, it should protect the natural resources (Beavers) and the environment (Beavers' Dams.).
So, as far as the beavers and I are concerned, this dam case can be referred for more elevated enforcement action right now. Why wait until 1/31/2002?
The Spring Pond Beavers may be under the dam ice then and there will be no way for you or your dam staff to contact/harass them then. In conclusion, I would like to bring to your attention to a real environmental quality (health) problem in the area.
It is the bears! Bears are actually defecating in our woods. I definitely believe you should be persecuting the defecating bears and leave the beavers alone. If you are going to investigate the beaver dam, watch your step! (The bears are not careful where they dump!)
Being unable to comply with your dam request, and being unable to contact you on your dam answering machine, I am sending this response to your dam office.
Sincerely,
Stephen L.Tvedten
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-02-2002, 07:24 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
A man learned shortly before quitting time that he had to attend a meeting. He tried unsuccessfully to locate his car-pool members to let them know that he would not be leaving with them.
Hastily he scribbled a message to one fellow and left it on his desk: "I have a last-minute meeting. Leave without me. Dave."
At 7:00 p.m., the man stopped at his desk and found this note: "Meet us at the bar and grill across the street. You drove, you idiot." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-02-2002, 07:34 AM:
Rated G 
Those of us who worked at the front desk of a convention hotel in Williamsburg, Va., prided ourselves on making the guests feel special.
When someone arrived at reception, credit card in hand, we would sneak a peek at it and address him by name. Once during a particularly busy check-in, one of our guests presented a corporate credit card. "Welcome to Williamsburg, Mr. Bell," the desk clerk said.
"Oh, please," the man replied, "call me Taco." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-02-2002, 10:15 AM:
Rated G
George (Who never lies)I do have some advice for those youngsters just starting out inthe workplace. When you apply for a job, just remember, they're looking for educated 20 year olds with 30 years of experience. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-02-2002, 10:27 AM:
Rated G
Sue BeeA customer wanted to ask his attractive waitress for a date, but couldn't get her attention. When he was able to catch her eye, she quickly looked away. Finally he followed her into the kitchen and blurted out his invitation. To his amazement, she readily consented.
He said, "Why have you been avoiding me all this time? You wouldn't even make eye contact."
"Oh," said the waitress, "I thought you wanted more coffee." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-02-2002, 11:31 AM:
Rated G
From JJ - Celebrating Hump Day - on the Left CoastImagine it is the year 2002 and Noah lives in the United States. The Lord speaks to Noah and says: "In one year I am going to make it rain and cover the whole earth with water until all is destroyed. But I want you to save the righteous people and two of every kind of living thing on the earth.
Therefore, I am commanding you to build an Ark." In a flash of lightning, God delivered the specifications for an Ark. Fearful and trembling, Noah took the plans and agreed to build the Ark.
"Remember," said the Lord, "You must complete the Ark and bring everything aboard in one year." Exactly one year later, a fierce storm cloud covered the earth and all the seas of the earth went into a tumult.
The Lord saw Noah sitting in his front yard weeping. "Noah." He shouted, "Where is the Ark?"
"Lord please forgive me!" cried Noah. "I did my best but there were big problems. First, I had to get a permit for construction and your plans did not comply with the codes. I had to hire an engineering firm and redraw the plans. Then I got into a fight with OSHA over whether or not the Ark needed fire sprinkler system and floatation devices.
Then my neighbor objected, claiming I was violating zoning ordinances by building the Ark in my front yard, so I had to get a variance from the city planning commission.
I had problems getting enough wood for the Ark, because there was a ban on cutting trees to protect the Spotted Owl. I finally convinced the U.S. Forest Service that I needed the wood to save the owls. However, the Fish and Wildlife Service won't let me catch any owls. So, no owls.
The carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to negotiate a settlement with the National Labor Union. Now I have 16 carpenters on the Ark, but still no owls.
When I started rounding up the other animals, I got sued by an animal rights group. They objected to me only taking two of each kind aboard.
Just when I got the suit dismissed, the EPA notified me that I could not complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact statement on your proposed flood. They didn't take very kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct of the Creator of the universe.
Then the Army Corps of Engineers demanded a map of the proposed new flood plain. I sent them a globe.
Right now, I am trying to resolve a complaint filed with the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission that I am practicing discrimination by not taking godless, unbelieving people aboard!
The IRS has seized all my assets, claiming that I'm building the Ark in preparation to flee the country to avoid paying taxes.
I just got a notice from the State that I owe some kind of user tax and failed to register the Ark as a recreational water craft."
Finally the ACLU got the courts to issue an injunction against
further construction of the Ark, saying that since God is flooding the earth,it is a religious event and therefore unconstitutional.
I really don't think I can finish the Ark for another 5 or 6 years," Noah wailed.
The sky began to clear, the sun began to shine and the seas began to calm.
A rainbow arched across the sky. Noah looked up hopefully. "You mean you are not going to destroy the earth, Lord?"
"No," said the Lord sadly. "The government already has."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 10:36 AM:
Rated PG

Another chuckle from work.
A couple of years ago our company hired a new head of sales. He was the nephew of the owner's wife and that was all he had going for him.
In his brief stay with us he did a lot of obnoxious things but this was my favorite.
As his first official act he decided to save the company money by cutting down the sales staff and decided the way to do that was to fire the highest paid sales person on staff. Of course she was also the top sales person.
He invited her to breakfast at a local coffee shop, where we all gathered frequently, so the staff there knew us. After being served coffee he cooly informed her that she was being dismissed.
The lady just smiled at him and tossed her coffee right in his face. A heads up waitress rushed over and chirped "Refill Mam?"
It was priceless!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 10:44 AM:
Rated G 
"Personal" ad in local paper:
David G. Contact me soon!
Bring three rings:
Engagement, wedding, and teething.
Have news. 
Debbie.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 12:43 PM:
Rated G 
One of the single girls in the office came in one morning and began passing out cigars and candy, both tied with blue ribbon.
When asked what the occasion was, she proudly displayed a diamond solitaire on her left ring finger.
"It's a boy," she announced, "six feet tall, 178 lbs.".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 12:47 PM:
Rated G 
A man who was really getting behind in paying his bills finally received a note from one of his creditors.
"Dear Sir, Your account has been on our books for over one year. We want to remind you that we have now carried you longer than your mother did."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 07:29 PM:
Rated X 
A guy enters a bank to see about getting a business loan.
"What kind of business do you want to start?" asks the bank manager.
"I have some black powder. You sprinkle it on a women's vagina
and it makes it taste like a peach."
"I don't think we can give you a loan," was the reply so the guy
left.
A few months later he went into the bank with a wheel barrel filled with money.
The same bank manager came up to him and asked: "Congratulations, I guess that idea for black powder really paid off."
"Nah, that didn't go anywhere.I made my money with this white powder."
"Really," replied the bank manager. "What does it do?"
"Give me a peach and I'll show you." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-09-2002, 07:32 PM:
Rated G
Sue BeeBanking Industry News From Japan
According to industry insiders, the Japanese banking crisis shows no signs of stopping.
Following last week's news that Origami Bank had folded, we are hearing that Sumo Bank has gone belly up and Bonsai Bank plans to cut back some of its branches.
Karaoke Bank is up for sale and is (you guessed it!) going for a song.
Meanwhile,shares in Kamikaze Bank have nose-dived and 500 back office staff at Karate Bank got the chop.
Analysts report that there is something fishy going on at Sushi Bank and staff there fear they may get a raw deal. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2002, 07:37 AM:
Rated G 
Boudreaux went into the fish market to apply for a job. The boss thought to himself - I'm not hiring that lazy Cajun, so he decided to set a test for Boudreaux hoping he wouldn't be able to answer the questions and he'd be able to refuse him the job without getting into an argument.
The first question was, "Without using numbers, represent the number 9."
Boudreaux says, "Dat's easy" and proceeds to draw three trees.
The boss says, "What in the world is that?"
Boudreaux says, "Tree 'n tree 'n tree makes nine."
"Fair enough" says the boss. "Second questions, same rules, but represent 99."
Boudreaux stares into space for a while, then makes a smudge on each tree.
"Der ya go sir," he says.
The boss scratches his head and asks, "How on earth do you get that to represent 99?"
Boudreaux answers, "Each tree is dirty now, so it's dirty tree 'n dirty tree 'n dirty tree - dat 99."
The boss is getting worried he's going to have to hire Boudreaux so he says, "All right, question number 3. Same rules again, but this time represent the number 100."
Boudreaux stares into space again, then he shouts, "I got it!"
He makes a little mark at the base of each tree and says, "Der ya go sir - 100."
The boss looks at Boudreaux's attempt and thinks, "Ha! got him this
time." He then tells Boudreaux, "Go on, Boudreaux, you must be crazy if you think that represents a 100."
Boudreaux leans forward and points to the little marks at the tree bases and says, "A little dog comes along and craps by each tree, so now ya got dirty tree an' a turd, dirty tree an' a turd, and dirty tree an' a turd, which makes 100.
When do I start my job?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-11-2002, 02:02 PM:
Rated G 
It's easy to identify people who can't count to ten. They are in
front of you in the express lane at the supermarket. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-12-2002, 12:43 PM:
Rated G 
A stockbroker was cold calling about a penny stock and found a taker. "I think this one will really move said the broker, it's only $1 a share."
"Buy me 1000 shares." said the client.
The next day the stock was at $2. The client called the broker and said, "You were right, give me 5000 more shares."
The next day the client looked in the paper and the stock was at $4.
The client ran to the phone and called the broker, "Get me 10,000 more shares said the client."
"Great!" said the broker.
The next day the client looked in the paper and the stock was at $9.
Seeing what a great profit he had in just a few days, the client ran to the phone and told the broker, "Sell all my shares!"
The broker said, "To whom? You were the only one buying that stock." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-12-2002, 12:57 PM:
Rated G 
A young man went to an interview for potential guests on a TV talk
show. "What do you do?" the show's producer asked the young man.
"I imitate birds," the young man answered.
"What?" grunted the producer. "People who imitate birds are a dime a dozen. We can't use you."
"Okay," replied the disappointed young man. And he flapped his arms and flew out the window.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-13-2002, 08:37 AM:
Rated G 
Employed by the human-development center of a corporation in the
midwest, my friend trains employees in proper dress codes and
etiquette.
One day as she was stepping onto the elevator, a man casually
dressed in jeans and a golf shirt got on with her.
Thinking of her responsibilities, she scolded, "Dressed a little
casually today, aren't we?"
The man replied, "That's one benefit of owning the company...." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-14-2002, 10:06 AM:
Rated G 
You're called upon for an opinion of a friend who is extremely lazy. You don't want to lie --- but you also don't want to risk losing even a lazy friend.
Try this line: ``In my opinion,'' you say as sincerely as you can
manage, ``you will be very fortunate to get this person to work for you.''
This gem of double meaning is the creating of Robert Thornton, a
professor of economics at Lehigh University in Bethlehem, PA.
Thornton was frustrated about an occupational hazard for teachers,
having to write letters of recommendation for people with dubious
qualifications, so he put together an arsenal of statements that
can be read two ways.
A few Examples
He calls his collection the Lexicon of Inconspicuously Ambiguous
Recommendations. Or ``LIAR'', for short.
``[LIAR] may be used to offer a negative opinion of the personal
qualities, work habits or motivation of the candidate while allowing the candidate to believe that it is high praise,'' Thronton explained last week.
Some examples from LIAR:
To describe a person who is totally inept: ``I most enthusiastically recommend this candidate with no qualifications whatsoever.''
To describe an ex-employee who had problems getting along with fellow workers: ``I am pleased to say that this candidate is a former colleague of mine.''
To describe a candidate who is so unproductive that the job would be better left unfilled: ``I can assure you that no person would be better for the job.''
To desdribe a job applicant who is not worth further consideration:
``I would urge you to waste no time in making this candidate an
offer of employment.''
To describe a person with lackluster credentials: ``All in all, I cannot say enough good things about this candidate or recommend him too highly.''
Lack of confidentiality
Thornton pointed out that LIAR is not only useful in preserving
friendships, but it also can help avoid serious legal trouble in a time when laws have eroded the confidentiality of letters of recommendation.
In most states, he noted, job applicants have the right to read the letters of recommendations and can even file suit against the writer if the contents are negative.
When the writer uses LIAR, however, ``whether perceived correctly
or not by the candidate,the phrases are virtually litigation proof,'' Thornton said. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-15-2002, 01:04 PM:
Rated G 
A manager has to take on some sport by his doctor so he decides to play tennis. After a couple of weeks his secretary asks him how
he's doing.
"It's going fine", the manager says, "When I'm on the court and I see the ball speeding towards me my brain immediately says: To the corner! Back hand! To the net! Smash! Go back!".
"Really? What happens then?", the girl asks enthusiastic.
"Then my body says: Who? Me? Don't talk nonsense!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-15-2002, 03:38 PM:
Rated G
Evi
Last week, a young middle-class woman consulted me.
She was not unattractive, but her expression was one of frivolous earnestness, that is to say, intense self-absorption.
She approached the consultation like the oysters in "The Walrus and The Carpenter", all eager for the treat. Here at last was an opportunity to talk about herself uninterruptedly and unconstrained by all those boring social conventions.
"What's your problem?" I asked.
"I hate myself."
"And you've come for a second opinion?" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-18-2002, 12:43 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine Once there were two Chinese gentlemen named Mr. Ho and Mr. Chen.
They were neighbors but happened to be very competitive.
One day Mr. Ho decided to start a shoe business, he named his store 'WE DO SHOE'.
Now Mr. Chen decided he must compete with Mr. Ho, so he started a shoe business right next door to Mr. Ho's store and he named it 'SHOE DO WE'. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-19-2002, 09:05 PM:
Rated G
Office Rules
1) If it rings, put it on hold.
2) If it clanks, call the repairman.
3) If it whistles, ignore it.
4) If it's a friend, take a break.
5) If it's the boss, look busy.
6) If it talks, take notes.
7) If it's handwritten, type it.
8) If it's typed, copy it.
9) If it's copied, file it.
10) If it's Friday, forget it! 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-19-2002, 09:18 PM:
Rated PG
Sue Bee
DIARY OF A FEDERAL EMPLOYEE
The following journal entry has been "borrowed" from a federal employee, whose name and occupation have been withheld for his or her protection.
Dear Diary,
Today was the same as any other day. I got to work 5 hours early in order to find parking in the Menial Federal Employee Parking Lot.It's mandatory that all employees park in the lot, although there are only 10 spots for 400 employees, but there is ample street parking. Then there is the Supervisor Lot, which has 50 spots for 2 supervisors. Our cars will be immediately towed if we park in the Supervisor Lot. Actually, one of the two supervisors does nothing but make sure that nobody else parks in the Supervisor Lot. He's currently making a six-figure salary.
At the door, I had to show my building card to the security guard. He started telling me about his wife's problems. I told him I need to get to work, and he reminded me of the clause in my contract that stated that I have to listen to every story he wants to tell me.
Six hours later, I went upstairs to my office, and was docked for being late. I tried to explain to my supervisor about the security
guard, and he had me fill out a Lame Excuse For Being Late form. I
filled it out, and he told me I had to mail it to him, even though
he's in the office next door.
I put the form in an envelope and was about to put it in my outbox
for the mailboy to pick up, when I remembered that the mailboy would not be in today, since he had to attend the Federal Mailboy's Workshop, so I went outside to mail it myself. As I re-entered the building, the security guard stopped me and demanded to see my card, which I had accidentally left upstairs. Even though he had known me for years, he made me fill out a Lame Excuse For Thinking You Belong In This Building form, which made me agree that if I try to steal anything, I have to donate all my organs to the government.
As I handed him the form, I noticed a person wearing a ski mask, who was holding a crowbar, enter the building and freely go upstairs. I asked the security guard why he didn't stop the person, and he told me he's on a break.
I went back upstairs, only to find my supervisor waiting for me, who was angry that I haven't done any work today. I tried to tell him why, but he made me fill out a Lame Excuse For Not Doing Any Work Today form. After I threw out the form, I got to work.
I was going to get to a stack of paperwork, when I noticed the many flashing lights on my phone. I answered one of the calls, and found out that person had been on hold since the Carter Administration. He asked me something about a form, and he what ethnicity to check, because of his multi-ethnic background, which was not covered on the form. I told him that if the form doesn't mention his exact situation, then his situation does not exist.
The next call came from someone who misplaced one of their forms,
and needed another one. I then told her to call the Office of People Who Mail Forms To Losers Who Lose Them, and she told me that it closed because of budgetary constraints six years ago.I told her I was not the one who closed it, so she has no business complaining to me about it.
I was about to answer another call, but my supervisor announced that today was Mailperson's Appreciation Day, and it was mandatory that we all attend a three-hour reception honoring mailpeople. We all went to the designated coffee room, where we each had to pay $35 for stale Danish, and to listen to a mail-person who had been flown in (first class, I might add) from Argentina, who discussed the mail delivery in medieval Turkish society. I made the mistake of pointing out that in the Middle Ages, Turkey was known as the Byzantine Empire, and I was fined $50 for harassing the guest speaker.
I answered two more calls before being interrupted by my supervisor, who told me it was mandatory for me to go to a seminar on agricultural accounting, when I pointed out that I was not an accountant, nor did my job even remotely involve any kind of accounting.He told me that he does not care about a minor technicality.
After returning from the seminar, I was about to answer another call, when my supervisor announced that it was quitting time, and like every day, I had to fill out a So, You Think You're Going Home form that made me promise not to try to break in later that night and steal anything, and had me verify that I had not been deported today.
As I left, I picked up my paycheck, and used that money to buy a pack of gum. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-22-2002, 09:25 AM:
Rated G
ArthurHOW TO GET A JOB!
A business man was interviewing applicants for the position of divisional manager for an accounting firm. He devised a simple test to select the most suitable person for the job. He asked each applicant the question, "What is two and two?"
The first interviewee was a journalist. His answer was "Twenty-two."
The second applicant was an engineer. He pulled out a slide rule and
showed the answer to be between 3.999 and 4.001.
The next person was a lawyer. He stated that in the case of Kennyson vs.IRS, two and two was proven to be four.
The last applicant was an accountant. The business man asked him, "How
much is two and two?"
The accountant got up from her chair, went over to the door and closed it then came back and sat down. She leaned across the desk and said in a low voice....
"How much do you want it to be?" 
She got the job.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-25-2002, 09:17 AM:
Rated PG
jg
One of our employees is a photographer who considers himself quite
the stud. Everytime we have female models in the studio he struts
& swaggers and puts every move in the book on them, even though he
has been warned repeatly not to.
On one such occasion I was making a background using cotton balls
to fashion clouds on a blue background. The cotton balls had an
adhesive on one side to make them stick. This guy was supposed to
be helping. but when the models arrived he went into his macho act
instead. I finally got fed up and as he went past me I smacked a
cotton ball on to his rear. He thought I was being cute, smacking
his ass, and the damn thing stuck tight to his pants.
The rest of the day he thought he was a hit with the girls, every
time he would approach they would giggle and finally they all
started humming and singing "Here comes Peter Cottontail". Which,
for what ever reason, he took as high praise.
The next day he came in steaming. It seems that he stopped off for
a few drinks before going home, with the bunny tail intact, and was
confused about everyone laughing for apparently no reason at all.
Not until he got home and his wife asked him what was stuck on his
ass, did he discover his little bunny tail.
He never turns his back on me these days, if he finds me walking
behind him, he stops and lets me pass, as he checks to be sure
there is nothing on his ass. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-25-2002, 03:11 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
STAFF NOTICE
Due to escalating costs, increased competition, and a keen desire
to stay in business, it is necessary to change our terms of
employment.
It will not be necessary to do something called work in between the
coffee breaks, lunch breaks, tea breaks, smoking breaks, toilet
breaks, etc.
It is the management's intention to call this "the work break." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-25-2002, 03:17 PM:
Rated G
: Evi
A man looking for a job."...And remember we are very keen about clenliness. Did you wipe your shoes before entering” asked the manager.
"Oh, yes sir."
Replied the man. The manager narrowed his eyes and said, “We are also very keen about the truth. There is no mat."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-25-2002, 03:35 PM:
Rated G
Evi
A famous art collector is walking through the city when he notices a mangy cat lapping milk from a saucer in the doorway of a store and he does a double take. He recognizes that the saucer is extremely old and very valuable, so he walks casually into the store and offers to buy the cat for two dollars.
The storeowner replies "I'm sorry, but the cat isn't for sale.
The collector says, "Please, I need a hungry cat around the house to catch mice. I'll pay you twenty dollars for that cat."
And the owner says "Sold," and hands over the cat.
The collector continues, "Hey, for the twenty bucks I wonder if you could throw in that old saucer. The cat's used to it and it'll save me from having to get a dish."
And the owner says, "Sorry buddy, but that's my lucky saucer. So far this week I've sold sixty-eight cats." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 05:31 PM:
Rated G
Captain Silver
A man walked into the tax collector's office and sat down and smiled at everyone. "May I help you?" said the clerk in charge.
"No," said the man. "I just wanted to meet the people I have been working for all these years." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 07:51 PM:
Rated G 
The company my brother worked for had a phone system that rerouted
after-hours calls. If any calls came in on a certain line while he was working late, Dave knew it would be a wrong number. It got to the point where as soon as the phone rang, Dave would pick up and say, "Psychic Hotline. I'm sorry, but you've dialed the wrong number."
The caller would often reply with something like, "But I didn't even ask to speak to anyone yet. How did you know I dialed the wrong.... Oh!" (Click.) 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 08:09 PM:
Rated G 
Steinberg and Fleisher, partners in the garment industry had just suffered through their worst season ever. Ten thousand madras sports coats were hanging on the rack unsold, and bankruptcy was looming closer.
Out of the blue, in walked a buyer from Australia. "I say there," he began, "you boys wouldn't have any madras sports coats, would you? I've been looking for them everywhere."
Steinberg said there MIGHT be a few left, and soon a deal was made whereby the ten thousand jackets would be shipped to Australia at a handsome profit.
"There is one thing though," said the Australian buyer. "For an order this large, I'll have to get a confirmation from my home office. I don't anticipate any problem, and unless I send you a telegram by this Friday, the deal goes through as planned."
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday passed slowly, with the partners nervously waiting to see if the Australianwould change his mind. Friday morning went by without incident. Steinberg and Fleisher were closing up shop when, at ten minutes to five, there was a knock on the door: ..."Telegram!"
The partners froze. Trembling, Fleisher grabbed the telegram and opened it. Suddenly, his face lit up. "Steinberg, GREAT NEWS! Your sister died!" 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 08:16 PM:
Rated X

The San Diego Police Department were investigating the mysterious
death of a prominent businessman who had jumped from a window of
his 11th-story office.
His voluptuous private secretary could offer no explanation for
the action but said that her boss had been acting peculiarly ever
since she started working for him, a month ago.
"After my very first week on the job," she said, "I received a $20
raise. At the end of the 2nd week he called me into his private
office, gave me a lovely black nightie, five pairs of nylon stockings and said, 'These are for a beautiful efficient secretary."
"At the end of the third week he gave me a fabulous mink stole.
Then, this afternoon, he called me into his private office again,
presented me with this fabulous diamond bracelet and asked me if I could consider making love to him and what it would cost."
"I told him that I would, and because he had been so nice to me, he could have it for $5, although I was charging all the other boys in the office ten.
That's when he jumped out the window." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2002, 08:22 PM:
Rated R 
Conversation at the grocer's
- Good morning!
- Morning.
- What is that, please?
- Bananas.
- Are they fresh?
- Yes, they are fresh.
- Give me ten pounds, please.
- Okay, here you go.
- Thanks, but, uhh... could you please wrap each one of them?
- Yes, sure.
(couple of minutes)
- Here you go.
- Thanks. And, what is that, please?
- Oranges.
- Are they fresh?
- Yes, they are fresh.
- Give me ten pounds, please.
- Okay, here you go.
- Thanks, but, uhh... could you please wrap each one of them?
- Yes, sure.
(couple of minutes)
- Here you go.
- Thanks. And, what is that, please?
- It's poppyseed, motherfucker, but it's not for sale! 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2002, 10:17 AM:
Rated G 
Innkeeper:The room is $15. a night.It's $5. if you make your own bed.
Guest: I'll make my own bed.
Innkeeper: Good. I'll get you some nails and wood. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2002, 10:21 AM:
Rated G 
"Waiter! This coffee tastes like mud."
"Yes sir, it's fresh ground."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2002, 01:09 PM:
Rated PG 
Ad as appeared on a West Coast newspaper:
Businessman with two penises looking for bilingual secretary. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2002, 02:25 PM:
Rated PG 
THE TOP 10 WAYS HELL IS BETTER THAN YOUR JOB
1. Your coffee stays hot all day.
2. In Hell, you know who drank your Coke in the fridge - Satan.
3. 30% fewer "Dilbert" cartoons in the break room.
4. In Hell, that devil-may-care attitude of yours comes in handy.
5. You get to spend more time with your spouse now.
6. No more wondering if the boss hates you.
7. Riding to work in a hand basket beats the hell out of public
transportation.
8. Hourly dunks in searing pools of molten lava actually quite
invigorating.
9. Surfing joke sites all day scores major points with the boss!
10. Your job: Suit and tie. Hell: Pitchforks and attitude.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2002, 02:51 PM:
Rated R 
Insurance Companies:
1st Insurance man - sleeps with own wife
That's "Home Insurance"
2nd Insurance man - sleeps with girl friend
That's "Mutual Benefit
3rd Insurance man - sleeps with chorus girl
That's "New York Life"
4th Insurance man - sleeps with secretary
That's "employees Mutual Benefit"
5th - Insurance man - sleeps with hotel maid
That's "travelers aid"
6th - Insurance man - sleep with woman next door
That's "Royal Neighbors"
7th - Insurance man - sleeps with old maid
That's "Prudential"
8th - Insurance man - sleeps with grandma
That's "Old Age Assistance"
9th - Insurance man - sleeps with nobody
That's "John Hancock"
10th - Insurance man - sleeps with anybody
That's "Metropolitan"
11th - Insurance man - sleep with boyfriend
That's "Odd Fellow"
12th - Insurance man - sleeps with Charlie McCarthy
That's "Lumbermans Mutual
In case anyone gets pregnant from all of this,
That's "Industrial Accident"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2002, 08:20 AM:
Rated X
Country bumpkins Dad and Dave went to the Royal Easter Show in Sydney and were very interested in the new tractors and power take-offs that were on display. One salesman demonstrated his machine and then offered them a deal.
'You can have this attachment for $10 000, and I'll take off 10 per cent for cash just for you.' They went away to discuss the deal.
'What the hell's he mean by take orf 10 per cent cash?' asked Dad. 'How much would he take orf?'
'Gees, I dunno, Dad,' replied Dave.
'Listen Dave, you're in pretty thick with that barmaid at the pub where we're stayin' and she looks like a pretty smart sort of girl. How about you ask her?'
So Dave approached the barmaid. 'Tell me, Dulcie, love, if 1 gave
you $10 000 less 10 per cent, how much would you take orf?'
'Jesus, Dave!' she exclaimed, grinning wickedly at him. 'If you gave me $10 000 less 10 per cent, I'd take off everything bar me bloody garters and you could use them for stirrups to ride me! 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-31-2002, 07:35 AM:
Rated G
Alex
Henry Kissinger goes to see a poor man and says, "I want to arrange a marriage for your son. "
The poor man replies, "I never interfere in my son's life."
Kissinger responds, "But the girl is Lord Rothschild's daughter."
"Well, in that case..."
Next Kissinger approaches Lord Rothschild. "I have a husband for your daughter."
"But my daughter is too young to marry."
"But this young man is already a vice president of the World Bank."
"Ah, in that case..."
Finally Kissinger goes to see the president of the World Bank. "I
have a young man to recommend to you as a vice president."
"But I already have more vice presidents than I need."
"But this young man is Lord Rothschild's son-in-law."
"Ah, in that case...." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 12:03 PM:
Rated PG 
The Job
When you have an "I hate my job" day try this:
On your way home from work,stop at your pharmacy and go to the
thermometer section.
You will need to purchase a rectal thermometer made by "Q-tip." Be very sure that you get this brand.
When you get home,lock your doors,draw the drapes,and disconnect
the phone so you will not be disturbed during your therapy.
Change to very comfortable clothing,such as a sweat suit and lie
down on your bed. Open the package and remove the thermometer.
Carefully place it on the bedside table so that it will not become
chipped or broken.
Take out the written material that accompanies the thermometer and
read it.You will notice that in small print there is a statement:
"Every rectal thermometer made by Q-tip is personally tested."
Now,close your eyes and repeat out loud five times,"I am so glad
I do NOT work in Quality Control at the Q-tip Company." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 12:51 PM:
Rated G 
"Rodney forgets everything!" the Department head complained to the section head.
"It's a wonder he can do anything right. I asked him to pick me up some sandwiches on his way back from lunch, and I'm notsure he'll even remember to come back."
Just then the door flew open, and in waddled Rodney. "You'll never guess what happened!" he shouted. "While I was at lunch, I met
Old Man Spencer over at Space Flight Controls. You know he hasn't bought anything from us for five years. Well, we got to talking
and he gave me this three hundred million dollar order!"
"See that," sighed the Department head to the section head. "I told you he'd forget the sandwiches." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2002, 01:33 PM:
Rated G
Anonymous
I just got a post card from the UPS saying it could not deliver my
package because it did not have my complete address.
On the front is my complete address. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-09-2002, 04:58 PM:
Rated R
Alex
A really huge muscular guy with a bad stutter goes to a counter in a department store and asks, "W-w-w-where's the m-m-m-men's dep-p-p-partment?"
The clerk behind the counter just looks at him and says nothing.
The man repeats himself: "W-w-w-where's the m-m-m-men's dep-p-p-partment?" Again, the clerk doesn't answer him.
The guy asks several more times: "W-w-w-where's the m-m-m-men's dep-p-p-partment?"
And the clerk just seems to ignore him. Finally, the guy storms off in anger.
The customer who was waiting in line behind the guy asks the clerk,
"Why wouldn't you answer that guy's question?" 
The clerk answers, "D-d-d-do you th-th-th-think I w-w-w-want to get the s-s-shit b-b-b-beat out of m-m-m-me?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2002, 08:20 AM:
Rated R 
A tongue-tied man goes into a nut shop, and the first thing he notices is that the guy behind the counter has the largest nose he's ever seen in his life.
The tongue-tied guy quickly turns his attention to the merchandise, and asks, "Ess-tues me ser?"
"Yes, sir," replied the clerk.
"Tould you tale me how mutsh your pisstasheos arr?"
"Pistachios? They're six dollars a pound."
"SSit!" the tongue-tied guy goes back to browsing, and then asks, "Welp, how mutsh arr your aahhmons?"
"Almonds? They're seven fifty a pound."
"SSIT! Tas pensive," replied the tongue-tied man. "Welp, how bout your pikanns?"
"Pecans? They're on sale today. They're only four fifty a pound."
"Welp, Ssit. Just div me a pound of dose dhen."
"Alright then," says the clerk, and begins bagging up a pound of
pecans.
Then, the tongue-tied guy says to the clerk, "Sirr, I just wana tay tank you fo not maken phun of de way I talk, cauz I tan't hep it."
The clerk replies with a smile. "Oh sir, you don't have to thank me for that. I don't make fun of anybody, for anything! I don't know if you noticed, or not, but I have a rather large nose."
The tongue-tied guy replies, "Oh, is dat your noze? I tought dat wuz your penis since your nutz arr so damn high."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-10-2002, 08:30 AM:
Rated X 
In a check out line the other day and the couple were arguing about whose turn it was to pay. The clerk was kind of listening until she heard the lady said to the guy, "Stop being a scrote."
With a furrowed brow the clerk asked, "What is a scrote?"
Without missing a beat the lady responded, "Short for scrotum.
He is somewhere between a prick and an asshole." 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2002, 07:30 AM:
Rated G
`I was shopping in a "junk shop" the other day, when I started to pay for my purchases, I handed the owner my credit card, he gave it right back to me and pointed to a sign on the wall which read in big bold letters:
WE RECOGNIZE ALL MAJOR CREDIT CARDS,
BUT ONLY ACCEPT CASH. 
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2002, 07:37 AM:
Rated PG
Personal Ads That Were Probably NEVER AnsweredSWM: Roommate needed for six bedroom north side condo.
$800/month plus 1/2 utilities.
Must enjoy garlic, taxidermy & clock repair.
SWF: Seeks any M, age 16-52, for immediate marriage.
Willing to beg.
Call 24/hours, 7/days 1-800-I'm-4you.
SWM: 39, enjoys assault rifles, heavy drinking, and testosterone.
Seeks like-minded SF, W only, to listen to political conspiracy
theories and help stock secluded mountain shelter.
Don't bother to write, I already know where you live.
SWF: 25, enjoys poetry recitals, interpretive dance, herb tea,
New Age music, Communing with Gaian nature spirits, and Jello
sculpting.
Seeks aloof, analytic whimp.
SWM: 59, wide range of interests including:
Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, Power Rangers, and Sea Quest.
ISO compatible F.
SM: Seeking an adventurous SF Interested in underwater bondage
with or w/o scuba gear And albino livestock breeding.
No weirdos please.
SBM: Vegetarian Truck-driving Republican juggler Wishes to meet
woman of similar interests Must be ambidextrous.
DWF: Crazy ppl Need Love Too.
If you enjoy destroying good furniture, Police lineups and
locking your friends in closets, We already have three things in
common !
Let's get together.
DM: Physician, 35 Desires to meet that special woman with real
inner beauty.
Send latest X-rays.
DWM: Compulsive Liar Seeks beautiful woman to share my million
dollar Riviera chateau.
Visa Gold Card a must.
Private plane a plus.
SWM: 32, my life's work is verifying, in detail, all the
episodes shown on "The X-Files".
ISO SWF with like dedication.
Must be willing to travel a lot
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-18-2002, 05:24 PM:
Rated PG
Lorraine
An irate woman burst into the baker's shop and said, "I sent my
son in for two pounds of cookies this morning but when I weighed
them there was only one pound. I suggest you check your scales."
The baker looked at her calmly for a moment or two and then replied,
"Ma'am, I suggest you weigh your son."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 01:00 PM:
Rated R
The stockbroker was talking to his client and said, "Sam, I have some good news and some bad news."
Sam said, "Tell me the bad news first."
The stockbroker said "Sam, I'm sorry, but I lost all of your money."
Sam said, "What's the good news."
The stockbroker replied, "I got laid last night."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 03:09 PM:
Rated G
A young man takes his first job as a waiter in a diner.A large trucker sits down at the counter and orders."Gimme 3 flat tires and a couple of head lights", he says.
Bewildered, the young man goes in the kitchen and tells the cook, "I think this guy is in the wrong store, look at what he ordered !"
The cook says, "He wants 3 pancakes and 2 eggs sunny side up."
The waiter takes a bowl of beans to the trucker. He looks at it and growls, "What's this ? I didn't order this !"
The young man tells him, "The cook says that while you're waiting for your parts you might want to gas up!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-20-2002, 04:26 PM:
Rated G (Sad to Say) :)REAL RESUME ENTRIES
THESE ARE TAKEN FROM REAL CVs (RESUMES) AND COVERING LETTERS AND WERE PRINTED IN THE JULY 21, 1997 ISSUE OF FORTUNE MAGAZINE.
1. "I have lurnt Word Perfect 6.0 computor and spreasheet progroms."
2. "Am a perfectionist and rarely if ever forget details."
3. "Received a plague for Salesperson of the Year."
4. "Wholly responsible for two (2) failed financial institutions."
5. "Reason for leaving last job: maturity leave."
6. "Failed bar exam with relatively high grades."
7. "It's best for employers that I not work with people."
8. "Let's meet, so you can 'ooh' and 'aah' over my experience."
9. "I was working for my mom until she decided to move."
10. "Marital status: single. Unmarried. Unengaged. Uninvolved. No commitments."
11. "I have an excellent track record, although I am not a horse."
12. "I am loyal to my employer at all costs. Please feel free to respond to my resume on my office voicemail."
13. "My goal is to be a meteorologist. But since I possess no training in meteorology, I suppose I should try stock brokerage"
14. "I procrastinate, especially when the task is unpleasant."
15. "Personal interests: donating blood. Fourteen gallons so far."
16. "Instrumental in ruining entire operation for a Midwest chain store."
17. "Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as 'job-hopping'. I have never quit a job."
18. "Marital status: often. Children: various."
19. "The company made me a scapegoat, just like my three previous employers."
20. "Finished eighth in my class of ten."
21. "References: none. I've left a path of destruction behind me."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-21-2002, 12:02 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
OIL SHORTAGE
There are a lot of folks who can't understand how we came to have an oil shortage here in the USA.
Well, there's a very simple answer.Nobody bothered to check the oil. We just didn't know we were getting low. The reason for this is purely geographical.All the oil is in Oklahoma, Texas, Louisiana, Wyoming, etc...
And all the dipsticks are in Washington, D.C.!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-22-2002, 12:44 PM:
Rated G
THE HEARING AID
Morris realized he needed to purchase a hearing aid, but he felt
unwilling to spend much money. "How much do they cost?" he asked the salesperson.
"That depends," he said. "They run from $2.00 to $2,000."
"Let's see the $2.00 model," said Morris the miser.
The salesperson put the device around Morris' neck. "You just stick this button in your ear and run this little string down to your pocket," he instructed.
"How does it work?" , asked Morris.
"For $2.00 it doesn't work," the salesperson replied. "But when people see it on you, they'll talk louder."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2002, 02:00 AM:
Rated G
You Might be an Engineer If...
-Buying flowers for your girlfriend or spending the money to upgrade your RAM is a moral dilemma.
-The salespeople at Radio Shack can't answer any of your questions.
-You are at an air show and know how fast the skydivers are falling.
-You comment to your wife that her straight hair is nice and parallel.
-You have ever saved the power cord from a broken appliance.
-You know what http:// stands for.
-You see a good design and still have to change it.
-You spent more on your calculator than you did on your wedding ring.
-You still own a slide rule and you know how to use it.
-You think a pocket protector is a fashion accessory.
-Your laptop computer costs more than your car.
-Your wife hasn't the foggiest idea of what you do at work.
-You've ever tried to repair a $5 radio.
-You've already calculated how much you make per second.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2002, 02:04 AM:
Rated G
CLIMBING THE ALPS
A party of economists was climbing in the Alps . After several hours they became hopelessly lost. One of them studied the map for some time, turning it up and down, sighting on distant landmarks, consulting his compass, and finally the sun.
Then he said, ' OK see that big mountain over there?'
'Yes', answered the others eagerly.
'Well, according to the map, we're standing on top of it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2002, 02:18 AM:
Rated G
A sad-faced Doug walked into a flower shop early one morning.
The clerk was ready to take his order for a funeral piece, based on the look on Doug's face, but soon realized his assumption was wrong as Doug asked for a basket of flowers sent to his wife for their anniversary.
"And what day will that be?" the clerk asked.
Glumly he replied, "Yesterday".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2002, 06:54 AM:
Rated R
Two executives working in the garment center are having lunch together.Goldstein says to his friend, "Last week was one of the worst weeks of my entire life."
"What happened?" asks Birnbaum.
Goldstein moans,"My wife and I went to Florida on vacation. It rained for seven days and seven nights, so my wife went out and spent thousands of dollars on the credit card.I came back to New York and found out that my rat brother-in-law accountant has been ripping me off for millions.And to top it all off, when I came in to work on Monday morning,I found my son having sex with my best model on my desk!"
"You think you had a bad week?"responds Birnbaum."My week was
even worse!I went to Florida on vacation with my wife and it rained for seven days and seven nights, so my wife went out and spent thousands on the credit card. Then, when I got back to New York, I found out that my rat cousin accountant has been ripping me off for millions.To top it all off, when I came in to my office on Monday, I found my son having sex with my best model on my desk!"
"How can you say that your week was worse than mine?" asks Goldstein."It was identical!"
"You shmuck!" replies Birnbaum. "I manufacture menswear..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-27-2002, 01:39 PM:
Rated G
As an experiment, an engineer, a physicist, and a mathematician are placed in separate rooms and left with a can of food, but no can opener. A day later, the rooms are opened,one-by-one.
In the first room, the engineer is snoring, with a battered, opened and emptied can. When asked, he explains that when he got hungry, he beat the can to its failure point.
In the second room, the physicist is seen mouthing equations, with a can popped open beside him. When asked, he explains that when he got hungry, he examined the stress points of the can, applied pressure, and "pop!"
In the third room, the mathematician is found sweating, and mumbling to himself, "Assume the can is open, assume the can is open..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2002, 07:39 AM:
Rated G
Frank
I'm getting ready to retire around March and I'm looking for a part time job. I was looking in the paper and saw this add for "gate keeper" at a new swimming pool that's opening up in the spring. I figured what the heck, seems easy enough,so I went to apply. They told me all I had to do was stand at the gate and check tickets. I said oh sort of like St. Peter, if they have the right credentials, I say go on in and if they don't I tell them to go to Hell. For some reason I didn't get the job. I think it was because of my being to old.
Saw another add in the same newspaper for "night gate keeper" at the local cemetery. Went and applied for that one. They asked me if I would be afraid to work there at night. I told them it depends, on whether they where hiring me to keep the live ones out, or the dead ones in. Didn't get that job either. Think both of them had something to do with my age.
May file age discrimination suit against them both.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2002, 01:38 PM:
Rated PG
CEO: I will give you as many people you need. But I definitely
want the project delivered in 3 months.
Software Project Manager: I will give you 9 women, give me a baby in one month.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-05-2002, 07:40 AM:
Rated G
The apprentice electrician was on his first job.
"Take hold of those two wires,Jim,"said his boss,"and rub them
together."
Jim did as he was told,and his boss said,"Do you feel anything?"
"No,"said Jim.
"That's good,so don't touch those other two wires,they must be the live ones!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-08-2002, 08:01 AM:
Rated G
"If you're going to work here, young man," said the boss, "one thing you must learn is that we are very keen on cleanliness in this firm.
Did you wipe your feet on the mat as you came in?"
"Oh, yes, sir."
"And another thing,we are very keen on truthfulness.There is no mat."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-08-2002, 12:01 PM:
Rated G
A guy walked into his friend's office, he found him sitting at his desk, looking very depressed.
"Hey, what's up with you?",he asks.
"Oh,its my wife,"replied the man sadly."She's hired a new secretary for me."
"Well, nothing wrong in that.Is she blonde or brunette?"
"Neither, He's bald."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-09-2002, 06:04 PM:
Rated X
A FIREMAN came home from work one day and told his wife,
"You know, we have a wonderful system at the fire station:
BELL 1 rings and we all put on our jackets
BELL 2 rings and we all slide down the pole,
BELL 3 rings and we're on the fire truck ready to go.
From now on when I say BELL 1, I want you to strip naked.
When I say BELL 2, I want you to jump in bed.
And when I say BELL 3, we are going to make love all night."
The next night he came home from work and yelled BELL 1!"
The wifepromptly took all her clothes off.
When he yelled "BELL 2!", the wife jumped into bed.
When he yelled "BELL 3!", they began making love.
After a few minutes the wife yelled "BELL 4!
"What the hell is BELL 4?" asked the husband?
"ROLL OUT MORE HOSE," she yelled, "YOU'RE NOWHERE NEAR THE FIRE."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-12-2002, 12:57 PM:
Rated G
ED in Aurora, Ontario
STAMPS
A woman goes to the post office to buy stamps for her Christmas cards.
She says to the clerk, "May I have 50 Christmas stamps?"
The clerk says, "What denomination?"
The woman says, " O my God. Has it come to this?
Give me 6 Catholic, 12 Protestants, 32 Baptists."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-12-2002, 06:26 PM:
Rated G
Peter: "Hello John, how's the ratrace?"
John: "Lousy. The rats are winning!"
Posted by David Favel (Member # 1125) on 12-12-2002, 06:58 PM:
RATED PG
1. I can only please one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow is
not looking good either.
2. I love deadlines. I especially like the wooshing sound they make as they
go flying by.
3. Tell me what you need, and I'll tell you how to get along without it.
4. Accept that some days you are the pigeon and some days the statue.
5. Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If s/he isn't there the
first time, chances are you wont be needing her/him again.
6. I don't have an attitude problem; you have a perception problem.
7. Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky, and I
thought
to myself, where the heck is the ceiling?
8. My reality check bounced.
9. On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key.
10. I don't suffer from stress. I am a carrier.
11. You are slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter.
12. Do not meddle in the affairs of dragons, because you are crunchy and
taste good with ketchup.
13. Everybody is somebody else's weirdo.
14. Never argue with an idiot. They drag you down to their level, then beat
you with experience.
15. A pat on the back is only a few centimetres from a kick in the butt.
16. Don't be irreplaceable; if you can't be replaced, you can't be
promoted.
17. After any salary raise, you will have less money at the end of the
month
than you did before.
18. The more crap you put up with, the more crap you are going to get.
19. You can go anywhere you want if you look serious and carry a clipboard.
20. Eat one live toad the first thing in the morning and nothing worse
will
happen to you the rest of the day.
21. If it weren't for the last minute, nothing would get done.
22. When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried.
23. Following the rules will not get the job done.
24. When confronted by a difficult problem, you can solve it more easily by
reducing it to the question, "How would the Lone Ranger handle this?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-13-2002, 02:54 PM:
Rated G
At the local gas utility written orders are issued to change meters when they are old or malfunctioning. On the order sheet is a
"remarks" section, where the service representative notes any problems that prevented the job from being completed.
The most succinct explanation to ever come back was this:
"Dog does not want meter to be changed."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2002, 07:38 AM:
Rated G
One summer,in almost all store and restaurant windows in Alexandria, Egypt--large signs were posted prohibiting the entry of people with bare feet.
There was, however, a noticeable exception. A small shop off the main street boldly displayed the message 'Bare feet welcome.'
The shop-----The local sandal maker.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2002, 08:51 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
The novice life guard, to his buddy, after a long first day in the
job:
"There had been quite a friendly bunch there today, waving to me all day".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2002, 10:09 AM:
Rated G
Priceless
One of the funniest most-embarrassing-moment stories I've come upon in a long time was about a lady who picked up several items at a discount store.
When she finally got up to the checker, she learned that one of her items had no price tag.
Imagine her embarrassment when the checker got on the intercom and boomed out for all the store to hear, "PRICE CHECK ON LANE THIRTEEN, TAMPAX, SUPER SIZE." That was bad enough, but somebody at the rear of the store apparently misunderstood the word Tampax for THUMBTACKS.
In a business-like tone, a voice boomed back over the intercom. DO YOU WANT THE KIND YOU PUSH IN WITH YOUR THUMB OR THE KIND YOU POUND IN WITH A HAMMER??
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2002, 10:12 AM:
Rated G
Faye Emerick , Maryland
Nuts about You
My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of nuts.
As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help.
I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts."
My sister started to laugh hysterically, the boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away.
To this day, my sister has never let me forget.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-19-2002, 08:59 AM:
Rated G
A taxpayer received a "second notice" that his tax payment wasoverdue.
The next day he went to City Hall, made out a check and apologized for over looking the first notice.
"I'll tell you a little secret," said the tax collector with a smile."We don't send out first notices.We've found that second notices are much more effective."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-19-2002, 09:23 AM:
Rated PG
One day I dashed to the elevator swinging my arms.As I entered, I swung my hand around and accidentally cupped a male co-worker's crotch.
"Next time,"he said,"why don't you take me out for dinner and a movie first?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-20-2002, 01:44 PM:
Rated G
Why do they waste all that money installing 15mcheckout lines at the grocery store and then only have two cashiers?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-22-2002, 12:24 PM:
Rated X
A guy works a new job on Thursday and Friday. On Monday he calls in and says, "I can't come in today. I'm sick."
He works the rest of the week, but the following Monday he calls in and says, "I can't come in today. I'm sick."
The boss asks the foreman about him, and the foreman says, "He's great. He does the work of two men. We need him."
So the boss calls the guy into his office, and says, "You seem to have a problem getting to work on Mondays. You're a good worker and I'd hate to fire you. What's the problem? Anything we can help you with? Drugs? Alcohol?"
The guy says, "No, I don't drink or do drugs. But my brother-in-law drinks every weekend, and then beats on my sister. So every Monday morning, I go over to make sure she's all right. She puts her head on my shoulder and cries, one thing leads to another, and the next thing you know, I'm fucking her."
The boss says, "You fuck your sister?"
The guy says, "Hey, I told you I was sick."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 06:56 AM:
Rated G
Morris Cohen owned a large clothing factory.
One day he called all of his employees into the meeting room.
"Ladies and gents" said Morris, "I've called this meeting to introduce my 21 year old son, Sammy, who will be coming to work here.
I want you to treat him like any other employee, not like the man who will be taking over this factory in two years."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 06:59 AM:
Rated G
Two guys sat down for lunch in the office cafeteria.
"Hey, whatever happened to Pete in payroll?"one asked.
"He got this harebrained notion he was going to build a new kind
of car," his co-worker replied.
"How was he going to do it?"
"He took an engine from a Pontiac,tires from a Chevy,seats from a Lincoln,hubcaps from Caddy and,well,you get the idea."
"So what did he end up with?"
"Ten years to life."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 07:34 AM:
Rated G
A guy walks into a gas station and buys a pack of cigarrettes. He pulls one out and starts smoking it.
The cashier says,"Excuse me sir, but you can't smoke in here."
The guy says, "Don't you think it's kinda dumb that I buy them here but can't smoke them here?"
And the cashier replies,"Not at all...we also sell condoms here."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 09:13 AM:
Rated G
A committee is a group that keeps minutes and loses hours. - Milton Berle
A committee is twelve men doing the work of one.
A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.
A consensus means that everyone agrees to say collectively what no one believes individually. - Abba Eban
A conservative is a man who believes that nothing should be done for the first time.
A conservative is a man with two perfectly good legs who has never learned to walk. - Franklin D. Roosevelt
A consultant is an ordinary person a long way from home.
A coup that is known in advance is a coup that does not take place.
A couple of months in the lab can often save a couple of hours in the library.
A crisis is when you cannot say "let's just forget the whole thing."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 09:25 AM:
Rated G
A President of a democracy is a man who is always ready, willing, and able to lay down your life for his country.
A backscratcher will always find new itches; a brown-noser will always find new sense.
A bad day fishing is better than a good day at work.
A bird in the bush usually has a friend in there with him.
A bird in the hand is always safer than one overhead.
A bird in the hand is dead.
A bird in the hand makes it hard to blow your nose.
A boss with no humor is like a job that is no fun.
A clean tie attracts the soup of the day.
A closed mouth gathers no foot.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 09:37 AM:
Rated G
Mistakes on a resume
These are from actual resumes:
"Personal: I'm married with 9 children. I don't require prescription drugs.
"I am extremely loyal to my present firm, so please don't let them know of my immediate availability."
"Qualifications: I am a man filled with passion and integrity, and I can act on short notice. I'm a class act and do not come cheap."
"I intentionally omitted my salary history. I've made money and lost money. I've been rich and I've been poor. I prefer being rich."
"Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as 'job-hopping'. I have never quit a job."
"Number of dependents: 40."
"Marital Status: Often. Children: Various."
RESUME BLOOPERS
"Here are my qualifications for you to overlook."
REASONS FOR LEAVING THE LAST JOB:
"Responsibility makes me nervous."
"They insisted that all employees get to work by 8:45 every morning. Couldn't work under those conditions."
REASONS FOR LEAVING MY LAST JOB:
"Was met with a string of broken promises and lies, as well as cockroaches."
"I was working for my mom until she decided to move."
"The company made me a scapegoat - just like my three previous employers."
JOB RESPONSIBILITIES:
"While I am open to the initial nature of an assignment, I am decidedly disposed that it be so oriented as to at least partially incorporate the experience enjoyed heretofore and that it be configured so as to ultimately lead to the application of more rarefied facets of financial management as the major sphere of responsibility."
"I was proud to win the Gregg Typting Award."
SPECIAL REQUESTS & JOB OBJECTIVES:
"Please call me after 5:30 because I am self-employed and my employer does not know I am looking for another job."
"My goal is to be a meteorologist. But since I have no training in meteorology, I suppose I should try stock brokerage."
"I procrastinate - especially when the task is unpleasant."
PHYSICAL DISABILITIES:
"Minor allergies to house cats and Mongolian sheep."
PERSONAL INTERESTS:
"Donating blood. 14 gallons so far."
SMALL TYPOS THAT CAN CHANGE THE MEANING:
"Education: College, August 1880-May 1984."
"Work Experience: Dealing with customers' conflicts that arouse."
"Develop and recommend an annual operating expense fudget."
"I'm a rabid typist."
"Instrumental in ruining entire operation for a Midwest chain operation."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2002, 06:03 PM:
Rated R
Have you heard about Kellogg's foray into the medical field? They have a new cereal specifically for men with erectile dysfunction.
It's called "Nuttin' Raisin Honey"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-28-2002, 12:50 PM:
Rated G
..............Sue Bee
Late for work already,I was annoyed to find a strange car in my reserved parking space again.After locating a spot far away,I stormed into my office determined to have the car towed.As the morning wore on, however, my anger cooled,and I decided to give the driver another chance.
During lunchtime, I went outside and left this note on the
driver's windshield: "Please don't take my parking space. If
you do, and your car disappears, don't sayI never towed you!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-28-2002, 01:03 PM:
Rated G
The garbage men were just about to leave the street when a woman
came running out of the house with curlers in her hair and wearing
a bathrobe carrying some cardboard boxes. "Am I too late for the
garbage?" she called.
"No, lady," replied one of the men, "Jump right in!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-02-2003, 08:32 AM:
Rated G
A traveling salesman was passing through a rural town in Vermont and decided to take a little time out in order to have some clothes cleaned in a hurry.The town only had three streets so he was able to quickly locate a shop with a sign that read,"Cleaning and Pressing, 24-Hour Service".
After explaining his needs,he said,"I'll be back for my suit tomorrow."
"Won't be ready til Saturday,"replied the proprietor.
"But I thought you had 24-hour service,"the customer protested.
"I do, son," the proprietor said. "But I only work eight hours a
day.Today's Thursday.......eight hours today,eight hours Friday, eight on Saturday.That's 24-hour service."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-03-2003, 07:50 AM:
Rated G
A businessman had a tiring day on the road. He checked into a hotel and, because he was concerned that the dining room might close soon, left his luggage at the front desk and went immediately to eat.
After a leisurely dinner, he reclaimed his luggage and realized that he had forgotten his room number. He went back to the desk and told the clerk on duty, "My name is Henry Davis, could you please tell me what room I am in?"
"Certainly," said the clerk. "You're in the lobby."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-03-2003, 07:52 AM:
Rated G
According to the latest statistics, there are twelve million Americans who aren't working. And there are plenty more if you count the ones with jobs.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2003, 04:50 AM:
Rated PG
Can't tell a Lay from a lie
ENRON SCANDAL
By Daniel Kurtzman
What he said: "I come here today with a profound sadness about what has happened to Enron, to its current and former employees, retirees, shareholders, and other stakeholders." —Former Enron Chairman Ken Lay, testifying before Congress
What he meant: "I come here today with a profound sadness about what has happened to three of my four properties in Aspen, my jet, my baseball stadium, and my all-access pass to the White House."
What he said: "I have been instructed by my counsel not to testify....I am deeply troubled about asserting these (Fifth Amendment) rights, because it may be perceived by some that I have something to hide." —Ken Lay
What he meant: "My counsel is deeply troubled because I have something to hide."
What he said: "Mr. Lay, I've concluded that you're perhaps the most accomplished confidence man since Charles Ponzi. I'd say you're a carnival barker, except that wouldn't be fair to carnival barkers. A carnie will at least tell you up front that he's running a shell game." —Sen. Peter Fitzgerald (R-Ill.)
What he meant: "How come I only got a measly $18,000 in campaign contributions when you were giving other Senators double and triple that?"
What he said: "I did not believe the company was in any financial peril. I absolutely, unequivocally thought the company was in good shape." —Former Enron chief executive Jeffrey K. Skilling, during congressional testimony
What he meant: "I know nothing, I see nothing, I hear nothing."
What she said: "I am incredibly nervous that we will implode in a wave of accounting scandals." —Enron whistle blower Sherron Watkins, in a memo to Ken Lay months before Enron spiraled into bankruptcy
What she meant: "You should be incredibly nervous that I will distribute this memo to reporters after Enron implodes in a wave of accounting scandals."
What he said: "I did not have political relations with that man, Ken Lay." —Sen. Fritz Hollings (D-S.C.), poking fun at Bush for distancing himself from Enron
What he meant: "Ken Lay flashed Bush his thong."
What he said: "What I'm outraged about is that shareholders and employees didn't know all the facts about Enron." —President Bush
What he meant: "I knew all the facts about Enron. Where are my Cheez Doodles?"
What he said: "My own mother-in-law bought stock last summer, and it's not worth anything now." —President Bush
What he meant: "My mother-in-law was the only member of the family who couldn't figure out how to profit from Enron, and she's not worth anything now."
What he said: "It would make it virtually impossible for me to have confidential conversations with anybody. ...You just cannot accept that proposition without putting a chill over the ability of the president and vice president to receive unvarnished advice." —Dick Cheney, refusing to turn over records of the Bush administration's meetings with its energy task force
What he meant: "Turning over the records may be a sign of personal virtue, but it is not an effective way to build a sound, comprehensive re-election strategy."
What he said: "We're not going to let the ability for us to discuss matters between ourselves to become eroded. It's not only important for this administration, it's an important principle for future administrations." —President Bush, backing up Cheney's refusal to turn over records of the energy task force
What he meant: "It's not only important for this administration, it's an important principle for Jeb's administration and for Jenna and Barbara's administrations."
What she said: "The only thing I know, 100 percent for sure, is that my husband is an honest, decent, moral human being who would do absolutely nothing wrong. That I know 100 percent." —Linda Lay, wife of Ken Lay
What she meant: "The only thing I know 100 percent for sure is that my husband will receive a full presidential pardon on Christmas Eve, 2004."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2003, 02:23 PM:
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Sue Bee
AMERICANS ARE GETTING STRONGER
Twenty years ago it took two people to carry ten dollars worth of groceries.
Today, a five-year-old can do it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2003, 02:40 PM:
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"How did you lose your job at the dress shop? a woman asked her
friend.
"Well,after trying on about twenty-five dresses,the customer
said to me. 'I think I'd look nicer in something more flowing.'
And I suggested the Mississippi."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2003, 02:53 PM:
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................ Lorraine
An apprentice blacksmith was told by his boss to make a hammer.
The lad had not the slightest idea how to begin,so he thought he'd be crafty and slip out and buy one.
He duly showed the new hammer to his boss, who said, "That's excellent boy! Now make fifty more just like it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2003, 02:53 PM:
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"Can I have some two-handed cheese,please?"a man in a restaurant asked the waiter.
"What do you mean,'two-handed cheese'?'asked the waiter.
"You know, the kind you eat with one hand and hold your nose with the other."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2003, 09:03 PM:
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.........................Sue Bee
LIAR, LIAR
Harry came into the office an hour late for the third time in a week."What's the story this time, Harry?" his boss asked sarcastically."Let's hear a good excuse for change."
Harry sighed,"Everything went wrong this morning, boss.The wife decided to drive me to the station.She gotready in ten minutes, but then the draw bridge got stuck.I swam across the river--see, my suit's still damp--ranout to the airport, got a ride on Mr. Trump's helicopter,landed on top of Radio City Music Hall, and was carried
here piggyback by one of the Rockettes."
"You'll have to do better than that, Harry," said theboss. "No woman can get ready in ten minutes!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2003, 07:23 AM:
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.......................Sue Bee
LIAR, LIAR
Harry came into the office an hour late for the third time in a week.
"What's the story this time, Harry?" his boss asked sarcastically.
"Let's hear a good excuse for a change."
Harry sighed,"Everything went wrong this morning, boss.The wife decided to drive me to the station.She got ready in ten minutes but then the draw bridge got stuck.I swam across the river--see,my suit's still damp--ran out to the airport,got a ride on Mr.Trump's helicopter,landed on top of Radio City Music Hall, and was carried
here piggyback by one of the Rockettes."
"You'll have to do better than that,Harry," said theboss."No woman can get ready in ten minutes!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2003, 07:52 PM:
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I'm not saying that the customer service in my bank is bad, but
when I went in the other day and asked the clerk to check my
balance... she leaned over and pushed me.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2003, 06:32 AM:
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Sue Bee in Alabama
INTERESTING STORY
I had just finished visiting a friend in the hospital and stopped by a burger drive-through for lunch to eat on the way back to work.I ordered the #1 combo (burger, fry, coke) for $4.29.She said "that'll be $4.83, please drive forward."
"$4.83? For a $4.29 meal? That's 54 cents tax! That can't be right," my mind raced.Tax is 8 cents on the dollar in Huntsville and for 4 dollars that would be 32 cents plus 1/3 (29) of 8 cents would be 35 cents max.I'd heard of window workers overcharging drive through customers and skimming the money for themselves.Someone did just that to me at a Hardees couple of years ago.
I didn't have my calculator watch(I lost it a while back)so I got a pen and paper and did the long division since there were 2 cars ahead of me.Let's see ... 483/429 ...over 12 percent tax!When I got to the window I handed her a 5 and said "what's the sales tax inHuntsville?" She didn't know.I said "$4.83 for a $4.29 meal is 12 percent tax.That can't be right.
"Can I talk to the manager?"
She gave me my change and called the manager.So the manager comes over.I ask what the sales tax is in Huntsville,and she says eight percent.I say that I just paid $4.83 for a $4.29 meal and that's over 12 percent sales tax.
She got a funny look on her face and said that maybe the computer had rung it up wrong or had charged me for the biggie size.(biggie upgrade was 35 cents - which would be 4.64 plus tax which would put it over $5.00. She admitted it was supposed to be 4.63, and opened the drawer to give me my extra change.
"HA!"I thought to myself."Six years engineering school has so
heightened my mental mathematical adeptness that I can do percentages in my head and my superior intellect has foiled a feeble attempt by a drive-through worker to overcharge me."
I took the twenty cents she handed me,proud of my staggering genius, and smugly drove off without my food.
Credit to Tim at Cybersalt
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2003, 06:39 AM:
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At work, our manager was trying to demonstrate a project on his Computer to four women in our providerrelations department.He was having problems with the computer,so the ladies went back to their office until he could get the program pulled up.
I was not aware of any of this,so I was a little shocked when I walked in the office door,and heard one of the ladies shouting down the hallway,"Hurry up girls and get in here, Al finally got it up!".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2003, 07:52 PM:
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Lorraine
A college graduate applies for a job as an industrial spy.
Together with several other applicants,he is given a sealed envelope and told to take it to the fourth floor.
As soon as the young man is alone, he steps into an empty hallway and opens the packet.Inside,a message reads:'You're our kind of person.
Report to the fifth floor.'
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2003, 08:09 PM:
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Lorraine
At a goodbye lunch for an old and dear co-worker who was leaving
the company due to "rightsizing," our manager spoke up and
said, "This is fun. We should have lunch like this more often."
Not another word was spoken.We just looked at each other like deer staring into the headlights of an approaching truck.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2003, 05:04 PM:
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......... Dear Architect,...
January 10. 2002
Dear Architect,
Please design and build me a house. I am not quite sure of what I need, so you should use your discretion. My house should have somewhere between two and forty-five bedrooms. Just make sure the plans are such that the bedrooms can be easily added or deleted. When you bring the blueprints to me, I will make the final decision of what I want. Also, bring me the cost breakdown for each configuration so that I can arbitrarily pick one.
Keep in mind that the house I ultimately choose must cost less than the one I am currently living in. Make sure, however, that you correct all the deficiencies that exist in my current house (the floor of my kitchen vibrates when I walk across it, and the walls don't have nearly enough insulation in them).
As you design, also keep in mind that I want to keep yearly maintenance costs as low as possible. This should mean the incorporation of extra-cost features like aluminium, vinyl, or composite siding. (If you choose not to specify aluminium, be prepared to explain your decision in detail.)
Please take care that modern design practices and the latest materials are used in construction of the house, as I want it to be a showplace for the most up-to-date ideas and methods. Be alerted, however, that the kitchen should be designed to accommodate, among other things, my 1952 Gibson refrigerator.
To ensure that you are building the correct house for our entire family, make certain that you contact each of our children, and also our in-laws. My mother-in-law will have very strong feelings about how the house should be designed, since she visits us at least once a year.
Make sure that you weigh all of these options carefully and come to the right decision. I, however, retain the right to overrule any choices that you make.
Please don't bother me with small details right now. Your job is to develop the overall plans for the house: get the big picture. At this time, for example, it is not appropriate to be choosing the color of the carpet. However, keep in mind that my wife likes blue.
Also, do not worry at this time about acquiring the resources to build the house itself. Your first priority is to develop detailed plans and specifications. Once I approve these plans, however, I would expect the house to be under roof within 48 hours.
While you are designing this house specifically for me, keep in mind that sooner or later I will have to sell it to someone else. It therefore should have appeal to a wide variety of potential buyers. Please make sure before you finalize the plans that there is a consensus of the population in my area that they like the features this house has. I advise you to run up and look at my neighbour's house constructed last year. We like it a great deal. It has many features that we would also like in our new home, particularly the 75-foot swimming pool. With careful engineering, I believe that you can design this into our new house without impacting the final cost.
Please prepare a complete set of blueprints. It is not necessary at this time to do the real design, since they will be used only for construction bids. Be advised, however, that you will be held accountable for any increase of construction costs as a result of later design changes.
You must be thrilled to be working on as an interesting project as this! To be able to use the latest techniques and materials and to be given such freedom in your designs is something that can't happen very often.
Contact me as soon as possible with your complete ideas and plans.
Sincerely,
Robert F. - - - -
PS: My wife has just told me that she disagrees with many of the instructions I've given you in this letter. As architect, it is your responsibility to resolve these differences. I have tried in the past and have been unable to accomplish this. If you can't handle this responsibility, I will have to find another architect.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2003, 09:15 PM:
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Made in...
Alarm clocks rings for 6AM (MADE IN JAPAN). While his coffeepot (MADE IN CHINA) was perking, he shaved with his electric razor (MADE IN HONG KONG). He put on a dress shirt (MADE IN SRI LANKA), designer jeans (MADE IN SINGAPORE) and tennis shoes (MADE IN KOREA).
After cooking his breakfast in his new electric skillet (MADE IN INDIA), he sat down with his calculator (MADE IN MEXICO) to see how much he could spend today.
After setting his watch (MADE IN TAIWAN) to the radio (MADE IN INDIA), he got in his car (MADE IN GERMANY) and continued his search for a good paying AMERICAN JOB.
At the end of yet another discouraging and fruitless day, Joe decided to relax for a while. He put on his sandals (MADE IN BRAZIL), poured himself a glass of wine (MADE IN FRANCE), turned on his TV (MADE IN INDONESIA), and then wondered why he can't find a good paying job in...AMERICA!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2003, 03:52 PM:
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Speaking at the Staff Meeting,a very pert and pretty female engineer named Renee told the malemanager of the Division, "I'd like to get
something off my chest."
"What's that, Renee?"
"Your eyes."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2003, 04:14 PM:
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Lorraine
Oil Change instructions for Women:
1) Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 miles since the last oil change.
2) Drink a cup of coffee.
3) 15 minutes later write a check and leave with a properly
maintained vehicle.
Money spent:
Change $ 20.00
Coffee 1.00
Total $ 21.00
*****
Oil Change instructions for Men:
1) Go to auto parts store and write a check for $50.00 for oil, filter, kitty litter, hand cleaner and a scented tree.
2) Discover that the used oil container is full. Instead of taking it back to be recycled, dump in hole in back yard.
3) Open a beer and drink it
4) Jack car up. Spend 30 minutes looking for jack stands.
5) Find jack stands under kid's pedal car.
6) In frustration, open another beer and drink it.
7) Place drain pan under engine.
8) Look for 9/16 box end wrench.
9) Give up and use crescent wrench; round off plug bolt edges while removing.
10) Unscrew drain plug.
11) Drop drain plug in pan of hot oil: get hot oil on you in process.
12) Clean up mess.
13) Have another beer while watching oil drain.
14) Look for oil filter wrench.
15) Give up. Poke oil filter with screwdriver and hammer; twist off filter with screwdriver.
16) Beer.
17) Buddy shows up; finish case of beer with him. Finish oil change tomorrow.
18) Next day, drag pan full of old oil out from underneath car.
19) Throw kitty litter on oil spilled during step 15.
20) Beer. No, drank it all yesterday.
21) Walk to local bar or distributor; buy beer.
22) Install new oil filter making sure to apply a thin coat of oil to gasket surface.
23) Dump first quart of fresh oil into engine.
24) Remember drain plug from step 11.
25) Hurry to find drain plug in drain pan.
26) Discover that the used oil is buried in a hole in the back yard, along with drain plug
27) Drink beer
28) Uncover hole and sift for drain plug
29) Discover that first quart of fresh oil is now on the floor
30) Drink beer
31) Slip with wrench tightening drain plug and bang knuckles on frame.
32) Bang head on floorboards in reaction to step 31.
33) Begin cussing fit.
34) Throw wrench.
35) Cuss for additional 10 minutes because wrench hit Miss December (1992) poster in the left boob & made a hole.
36) Beer.
37) Clean up hands and forehead, bandage as required to stop blood flow.
38) Beer.
39) Beer.
40) Dump in five fresh quarts of oil.
41) Beer.
42) Lower car from jack stands.
43) Accidentally crush one of the jack stands.
44) Move car back to apply more kitty litter to fresh oil spilled during step 23.
45) Beer.
46) Test drive car.
47) Get pulled over: arrested for driving under the influence.
48) Car gets impounded.
49) Make bail.
50) Get car from impound yard.
Money spent:
Parts $ 50.00
DUI $2,500.00
Impound fee $75.00
Bail $1,500.00
Beer $25.00
Total $4,150.00 -- But you know the job was done right!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2003, 07:16 AM:
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A guy named Joe finds himself in dire trouble. His business has gone bust and he's in serious financial trouble. He's so desperate that he decides to ask God for help. He begins to pray...
"God, please help me, I've lost my business and if I don't get some money, I'm going to lose my house as well, please let me win the lotto".
Lotto night comes and somebody else wins it.
Joe again prays...
"God, please let me win the lotto! I've lost my business, my house and I'm going to lose my car as well".
Lotto night comes and Joe still has no luck.
Once again, he prays...
"My God, why have you forsaken me?? I've lost my business, my house, and my car. My wife and children are starving. I don't often ask you for help and I have always been a good servant to you. PLEASE just let me win the lotto this one time so I can get my life back in order ... "
Suddenly there is a blinding flash of light as the heavens open and Joe is confronted by the voice of GOD himself:
"Joe, meet me half way on this one...Buy a ticket!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2003, 07:22 AM:
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Remember when eating out was a relaxing experience? Someone else cooked for you, served you and cleaned up after you. All you had to do was chew, swallow and pay. No longer, though. Today, you feel like a laboratory rat who has to struggle through a maze every time it wants a chunk of cheese:
"Good evening," the Waiter said. "Table for four?"
"Yes, Thank you."
"Smoking or non?"
"Non smoking."
"Would you prefer to dine indoors or outdoors this evening?"
"I guess indoors would be good."
"Very well, sir," he said. "Would you like to be seated in the main dining room, the enclosed patio, or our lovely solarium?"
"Uh, let me see...uh..."
"I can give you a table with a lovely view in our lovely solarium."
"I think the solarium would be lovely," I said.
We followed him there...
"Now, would you prefer a view overlooking the golf course, the sunset on the lake or the majestic mountains to the West?"
"Whatever you recommend," I said.
Let HIM make a decision for a change, I thought. He sat us by a window facing the golf course, lake or mountains. I couldn't tell which because it was dark outside.
Then, a young man, better dressed and better looking than any of us, presented himself at our table...
"Good evening, my name is Paul, and I'll be your waiter this evening. Would you like a few minutes before I take your order?"
"No," I said. "I'm just a meat-and-potatoes guy, so I'll have the filet mignon and a baked potato."
"Soup, or salad?"
"Salad."
"We have a mixed-green salad, hearts of palm, or a very fine endive salad with baby shrimp."
"Just a mixed-green salad, okay?"
"Whatever you say, sir. Dressing?"
I didn't want to make another decision...
"Whatever you've got will be fine."
"We have Creamy Italian, Blue Cheese, Vinaigrette, Thousand Island, Honey Dijon and Ranch."
"Just bring me one. Surprise me."
"Creamy Italian is our house specialty. Would that be all right, sir?"
"Yeah."
I was curt. I was done with civility.
"And for your baked potato?"
I knew what was coming!
"I just want the baked potato dry, you understand? I don't want anything on it."
"No butter? No sour cream?"
"No."
"No chives? No bacon chips ?"
"No! Don't you understand English? I don't want anything on it. Just bring me a baked potato and a steak."
"Would you prefer the six, eight, or 12-ounce steak, sir?"
"Whatever."
"Would you like that rare, medium rare, medium, medium well or well done? Or, if you prefer, we can butterfly it for you."
"Pauly Boy," I said, "you are really starting to get me steamed."
"Which brings up the vegetables, sir. Would you like steamed broccoli, creamed corn, sauteed zucchini, or diced carrots?"
That did it. I threw my napkin to the floor, stood up, put my face right in his arrogant kisser and said, "How'd you like to settle this outside?"
"Fine with me, sir. Would you prefer the parking lot, the side alley or the street in front of the restaurant?"
"I prefer right here."
Then I sucker-punched him: he ducked, then countered with a left hook right under my eye. It was the first time all night he hadn't offered me a selection.
I collapsed semiconscious into my chair, as someone in authority rushed over and berated Pauly. I felt my tie being loosened, my collar unbuttoned, hands slapping my face. When I regained my senses, I saw the very concerned maitre d' right in front of my nose. He apologized and offered to buy me a drink, call the paramedics, whatever I wanted.
"No, no," I said. "I'll be all right. Just bring me a glass of water."
"Yes, sir, right away," he said.
"Would you prefer imported mineral water, sparkling water, or club soda with a wedge of lime?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-14-2003, 06:36 AM:
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After an hour of "Just a little more white, two squirts of blue,
a dash of black, perhaps a tad more white," the paint- store lerk
got my gallon to the exact shade I wanted. With a sigh of relief,
he pounded the lid on.
"Now what do I do if I need more paint?" I asked.
"Don't come back here," he begged.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-14-2003, 08:11 AM:
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Office Dictionary:
"Apply in person":If you're old, fat or ugly,you'll be told the
position has been filled.
"No phone calls please":We've filled the job.Our call for resumes is just a legal formality.
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"Seeking candidates with a wide variety of experience": You'll need it to replace three people who just left.
"Problem-solving skills a must":You're walking into a company in
perpetual chaos.
"Requires team leadership skills":You'll have the responsibilities of a manager, without the pay or respect.
"Good communication skills":Management communicates,you listen,figure out what they want and do it.
"I'm extremely adept at all manner of office organization": I've used Microsoft office.
"I'm honest, hard-working and dependable": I pilfer office supplies.
"My pertinent work experience includes": I hope you don't ask me
about all the fast food jobs I've had.
"I take pride in my work": I blame others for my mistakes.
"I'm personable": I give lots of unsolicited personal advice.
"I'm extremely professional": I carry a Day-Timer.
"I am adaptable": I've changed jobs a lot.
"I am on the go": I'm never at my desk.
"I'm highly motivated to succeed": The minute I find a better job,
I'm outta here.
"Competitive salary": We remain competitive by paying less than our competitors.
"Join our fast-paced company": We have no time to train you.
"Casual work atmosphere": We don't pay enough to expect that you'll dress up.
"Must be deadline oriented": You'll be six months behind schedule
on your first day.
"Some overtime required": Some time each night and some time each
weekend.
"Duties will vary": Anyone in the office can boss you around.
"Must have an eye for detail": We have no quality control.
"Career-minded": Female applicants must be childless (and remain that way).
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-17-2003, 11:15 AM:
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At long last the good-humored boss was compelled to call Fisk
into his office.
"It has not escaped my attention," he pointed out, "that every time there's a home game at the stadium you have to take your aunt to the doctor."
"You know you're right, sir," exclaimed Fisk. "I didn't realize it. You don't suppose she's faking it, do you?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 07:12 AM:
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Researchers said Wednesday that birds sleep with one eye open and half of their brain awake.
The only other living thing known to do this is the Government Employee in its natural daytime habitat.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2003, 09:58 AM:
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An insurance salesman was getting nowhere in his efforts to sell a policy to a farmer.
"Look at it this way."he said finally."How would your wife carry on if you should die?"
"Well..." drawled the weather-beaten man,"I don't reckon that'd be any concern of mine -- long as she behaves herself while I'm alive."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 09:12 AM:
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Shopkeeper Competition
The shopkeeper was dismayed when a brand new business much like his own opened up next door and erected a huge sign which read "BEST DEALS".
He was horrified when another competitor opened up on his right, and announced its arrival with an even larger sign, reading "LOWEST PRICES".
The shopkeeper was panicked, until he got an idea. He put the biggest sign of all over his own shop-it read..."MAIN ENTRANCE".;D
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 11:33 AM:
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An old man is talking long-distance to California when all of a
sudden he gets cut off. He hollers, "Operator, give me back the
party!"
She says, "I'm sorry sir, you'll have to make the call all over
again."
He says, "What do you want from my life? Give me back da party."
She says, "I'm sorry sir, you'll have to place the call again."
He says, "Operator, ya know what? Take da telephone and shove it
in you-know-where!" And he hangs up.
Two days later he opens the door and there are two big, strapping
guys standing there who say, "We came to take your telephone out."
He says, "Why?"
They say, "Because you insulted Operator 28 two days ago. But if
you'd like to call up and apologize, we'll leave the telephone
here."
He says, "Wait a minute, what's da rush, what's da hurry?" He goes
to the telephone and dials. "Hello? Get me Operator 28. Hello,
Operator 28? Remember me? Two days ago I insulted you? I told you
to take da telephone and shove it in you-know-where?"
She says, "Yes?"
He says, "Well, get ready -- they're bringin' it to ya!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 12:05 PM:
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MAY I HELP YOU?
My husband and I had bought some gadgets for our almost teen-age
grandsons and were leaving the store when we realized we didn't
have batteries. He stepped over to a counter to get the batteries
but couldn't attract the attention of the clerk.
I waited for a little while then said "I'll get a clerk over here
real fast." With that, I pulled out my pocket tape measure and
started measuring a large TV set. Amazingly, a clerk leap-frogged
over several pieces of furniture to reach my side in jig time.
To his "May I help you?" I said - "Of course. I'll take 8 of those
batteries over there."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 01:21 PM:
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Relaxing Weekends
Getting away from their high-stress jobs, a couple spends relaxing weekends in their motor home. When they found their peace and quiet disturbed by well-meaning, but unwelcome, visits from other campers, they devised a plan to assure themselves some privacy.
Now, when they set up camp, they place this sign on the door of their RV:
"Insurance agent. Ask about our term-life package."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2003, 01:38 PM:
PG
How Things Work In Real Life
Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray all of the other monkeys with cold water.
After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result all the other monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon, when another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it.
Now, put away the cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage and replace it with a new one. The new monkey sees the banana and wants to climb the stairs. To his surprise and horror, all of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt and attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will be assaulted.
Next, remove another of the original five monkeys and replace it with a new one. The newcomer goes to the stairs and is attacked. The previous newcomer takes part in the punishment with enthusiasm! Likewise, replace a third original monkey with a new one, then a fourth, then the fifth. Every time the newest monkey takes to the stairs, he is attacked.
Most of the monkeys that are beating him have no idea why they were not permitted to climb the stairs or why they are participating in the beating of the newest monkey.
After replacing all the original monkeys, none of the remaining monkeys have ever been sprayed with cold water. Nevertheless, no monkey ever again approaches the stairs to try for the banana. Why not? Because as far as they know that's the way it's always been done around here.
And that, my friends, is how a company policy begins.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-22-2003, 07:30 AM:
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The company I work for has always had problems with interoffice communications.For instance,last week the Personnel Department sent around a memo on sexual harassment.
Three people initialed it and six people signed up for it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-23-2003, 07:16 AM:
Rated G Sue Bee
The Odd Shoes
Yesterday I went shopping and bought a pair of shoes. When I got
home, I realized they were odd. One had laces and one was a slip
on.
I took them back to the shop, the assistant said to me, "Yes,
they were made in Taiwan."(TIE ONE)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-24-2003, 03:19 PM:
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In a small town, a man just opened a small store selling trumpets and guns.One day his neighbor pays him a visit and says: "So how is your strange business going?"
"What do you mean strange?"
"Because you sell only trumpets and guns!"
"So!"
"Well,let me put it this way,what do you sell the most, trumpets or guns?"
"It evens itself out, each time a customer buys a trumpet, one of his neighbors buys a gun!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-24-2003, 03:28 PM:
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Sam and Gil worked as shelf stockers at a grocery store.One day,
they were having a slow day and they were asked to go to the front door and greet customers.
Sam,who was tired and bored of saying, "how are you doing today?" and getting the usual, "ok, thanks." decided to change his approach.
He tried saying different things to different people like, "Wow! What a nice outfit" and such.
A lady came in and he said ,"It must be close to your due date. So when is your baby due?"
She replied with disgust,"Excuse me.But I'm not pregnant" rolled her eyes
and left.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 07:38 PM:
Rated PG
This past summer, I started a job at a well known superstore in my town.I was single,and when I was hired,they had told me that
if anyone was single,they would find a boy/girlfriend within the
first month I was there.
I didn't believe it...that just couldn't be possible.
About three weeks into it,I was going with a girl in my
department around the building,because I hadn't learned the whole store yet.Well,it so happened,we were going past what they
call "The Hole In The Wall".(you'll learn what that means later).
There was a security guy there,and his name was Greg.I thought he was cute,and then remembered what the lady said,and thought this couldn't be possible.
It turned out that Greg and I started talking,and he ended up
knowing my parents and step siblings.I told him that I'd see him
around,because I had to go back to work.Greg and I are now
together,and talking about marriage.You are probably wondering
what "The Hole In The Wall" is...well,lets just say,Greg and My
relationship started by me learning where the trash dumpster was.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 07:51 PM:
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did anything like that."
"That was smart," her friend said, approvingly, "Then what
happened?"
"He kept insisting, and I kept refusing," the secretary said.
"You didn't weaken your resolve did you?" asked the friend.
"Not one bit. In the end, we went to his apartment. I figured,
let HIS mother worry..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-25-2003, 08:16 PM:
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one of my co-workers comes back to work with a piece of pizza he
couldn't finish.He asked my boss if she wanted it.She took it
from him and said you didn't spit or sneeze on it or anything did you?
He looked at the customer she was waiting on,shook his head
and said isn't that just like a woman,they get the pizza for free and expect extra toppings.
Everyone in the line started cracking up.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2003, 05:33 PM:
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Captain Silver
The Total Idiot's Guide to Internet Success!
Let's begin:
Q: How long will it take me to get insanely rich?
A: Depends on you.Probably two weeks.Some people take as long as a month.
Q: Does it take hard work or long hours to get insanely rich?
A: No.This is the Internet.
Q: Can just anybody get insanely rich?
A: Yes. This is the Internet.
Q: How do I proceed?
A: As you're surfing around the net you'll see banners and links
that say things like "Make Fourteen Million Dollars in Ninety
Days,Click Here to See How!" Simply click the link to get
started.
Q: It won't really take ninety days though,will it?
A: Of course not.They just say that so you'll be pleasantly
surprised and so it doesn't sound like hype.
Q: Okay,I've found one that says "Retire to Your Own Caribbean
Isle in One Month!"Is that good?
A: Perfect.
Q: What does MLM mean?
A: Nobody really knows.Morons Lose Money has been snidely
suggested by the little-brains.
Q: I signed up and now I sell low phone rates.They say it's the
easiest thing to sell because everyone uses a phone. And since
it's MLM, \by the time my third level is operating I'll be making $345,915.45 per week.
A: Conservatively.
Q: They say the first step is to get my mother into the program.
Why is my sponsor happy that Mom has Alzheimrs?
A: Your sponsor is a shrewd business person.People with any sort of memory disorder make the best targ... uh,clients.You can
switch your mother's long distance carrier for her,and then
start calling the other members of her support group.
Q: That sounds a little fishy.
A: The ends justify the means.You are offering people substantial
savings on long distance.It's for their own good.
Q: How else can I get new business?
A: Spam. Spam. Spam.
Q: I thought spam was bad.
A: No,spam is good. Anyone who says it's bad is just jealous
because their brains are too small.
Q: But won't I lose my web host and ISP?
A: In the get-rich-quick business,it's important to cultivate a
zen-like non-attachment to service providers.
Q: What else can I do to promote my new business?
A: Here's a list of suggestions:
--Sign up with a free website provider and fill your site with
zany colors and flashy banners. --Join every free banner
exchange. --Get your own free-for-all links page. --Join every
opt-in email list with the word Money, Rich or Lackwit in the
title. --Buy software that submits your site URL to the 15,000
most important search engines. --Buy software that submits your
ad to the 50,000 most-read free classified sites. --Hire a bulk
emailer. --Sponsor a golf tournament.
Q: Okay, I've done all that and I'm still not rich. I haven't evendriven my hit counter to its knees yet. What am I doing wrong?
A: It's possible that you're not very bright. Consult one of your
friends who has retired on their Internet earnings.
Q: What if I don't have any friends who have retired on their
Internet earnings?
A: Then contact someone on the Internet who has retired on their
Internet earnings.
Q: What if I've never heard of anyone retiring from their Internet earnings?
A: Well, then maybe you can be the first.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2003, 06:06 PM:
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..........Sue Bee
While attending college,I worked evenings at a retail store.On
slow nights my co-worker Susan would often sing along with the
radio while we did paperwork or restocked merchandise.
One evening as the manager was leaving,I expressed my concern to
him about our safety,being two women working alone at night.
"Oh,you'll be fine,"he said, waving of his hand."If you see
anybody who looks suspicious,just warn him that Susan knows
karaoke."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2003, 06:09 PM:
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Lorraine
A passenger on a train visited the dining car and ordered a bowl
of soup.
When delivered, it had a fly in it and the outraged passenger
wrote to the president of the railroad, expressing his dismay
and vowing never to ride that railroad again.
Then he received a letter from the president, apologizing
profusely, vowing that this was an unprecedented occurrence and
explaining the steps that had been taken to insure it never
happened again.
The passenger was almost persuaded until he discovered that the
envelope also contained a small slip of paper containing his
name and address and the handwritten notation:
"Send this jerk the bug letter."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2003, 06:28 PM:
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MURPHY'S LAWS ON WORK
- A pat on the back is only a few centimeters from a kick in the pants.
- After any salary raise, you will have less money at the end of the month than you did before.
- All vacations and holidays create problems, except for one's
own.
- An "acceptable" level of employment means that the government
economist to whom it is acceptable still has a job.
- Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work
he/she is supposed to be doing.
- At work, the authority of a person is inversely proportional
to the number of pens that person is carrying.
- Don't be irreplaceable, if you can't be replaced, you can't be
promoted.
- Eat one live toad the first thing in the morning and nothing
worse will happen to you the rest of the day.
- Everything can be filed under "miscellaneous."
- Following the rules will not get the job done.
- Getting the job done is no excuse for not following the rules.
- If at first you don't succeed, try again. Then quit. No use
being a damn fool about it.
- If it wasn't for the last minute, nothing would get done.
- If you are good, you will be assigned all the work. If you are really good, you will get out of it.
- If you can't get your work done in the first 24 hours, work
nights.
- Important letters that contain no errors will develop errors
in the mail.
- It doesn't matter what you do, it only matters what you say
you've done and what you're going to do.
- Keep your boss's boss off your boss's back.This is what I'm
doing wrong.
- Machines that have broken down will work perfectly when the
repairman arrives.
- Mother said there would be days like this, but she never said
there would be so many.
- Never ask two questions in a business letter. The reply will
discuss the one you are least interested in, and say nothing about the other.
- Never delay the ending of a meeting or the beginning of a
cocktail hour.
- No matter how much you do, you never do enough.
- No one gets sick on Wednesdays.
- Once a job is fouled up, anything done to improve it makes it
worse.
- People are always available for work in the past tense.
- People who go to conferences are the ones who shouldn't.
- Success is just a matter of luck, just ask any failure.
- The last person that quit or was fired will be the one held
responsible for everything that goes wrong - until the next
person quits or is fired.
- The longer the title, the less important the job.
- The more crap you put up with, the more crap you are going to
get.
- The more pretentious a corporate name, the smaller the
organization. (For instance, The Murphy Center for Codification
of Human and Organizational Law, contrasted to IBM,GM,AT&T ...).
- There is never enough time to do it right the first time,but
there is always enough time to do it over.
- There will always be beer cans rolling on the floor of your
car when the boss asks for a ride home from the office.
- To err is human, to forgive is not our policy.
- When confronted by a difficult problem you can solve it more
easily by reducing it to the question, "How would the Lone Ranger handle this?" or substitute: "Chuck Norris"
- When the bosses talk about improving productivity, they are
never talking about themselves.
- When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried.
- You are always doing something marginal when the boss drops by your desk.
- You can go anywhere you want if you look serious and carry a
clipboard.
- You will always get the greatest recognition for the job you
least like.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2003, 08:41 AM:
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At the scale manufacturers' convention,people often wanted to weigh themselves on different scales to see if they agreed.
Some visitors abstained, however, not wishing to advertise their weight.
A smooth-talking representative coaxed a woman onto his scale by promising her that he would not look and that she could even cover the digital display so only she could see her weight.
She finally stood on the scale, whereupon a loud,mechanical voice from within the machine announced:
"One hundred and sixty-three.".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2003, 08:49 AM:
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One of my picture frames was broken, and I decided to try my hand at repairing it.A screw was missing in one corner, so I called the hardware store. "Do you carry screws for picture frames?" I asked.
"What size do you need?"
"I don't know, but it's rather small."
The man sighed. "Ma'am, would that be closer to'itsy-bitsy' or 'teeny-weeny'?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2003, 12:09 PM:
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Sue Bee
I was having lunch with my nine-year-old son, when the waitress came by to ask if we wanted a drink. "I'll have a decapitated coffee," my son said in all seriousness.
The waitress smiled and poured him a cup.
Not to be outdone, she later returned with the coffeepot a few minutes later and said, "Can I put a head on that for you?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-29-2003, 07:21 AM:
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Sue Bee
A woman answers the phone in a busy office,'Good morning,
Cleveland Parachute Club'.
A startled man on the other end replied,'Excuse me,but isn't
this the Cleveland Prostitute Club'?
'Oh no sir',came the embarrassed reply,'this is the Cleveland
Parachute Club'.
'Damn!' said the man.'I'm afraid I made a big mistake.Last week your salesman called and signed me up for two jumps a week'.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-29-2003, 08:27 AM:
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Lorraine
FROM A SALESPERSON AT OFFICE DEPOT:
Customer: Hi, I'm looking for a computer for my kids.
SP: Alright, do you know exactly what you are looking for or are
you trying to decide?
Customer: Well it's for my kids, so I want something not to
expensive, but something they can do whatever they want on.
SP: Have you ever heard of eMachines?
Customer: No, whats it about.
SP: Well this one has a DVD-ROM, CD Burner, Modem, Network Card.
Customer: CD Burner? Is that safe? This is for my kids you know.
SP: Sir, thats just a technical term for a cd writer.
Customer: Well, I don't want anything that can burn my kids on my
computer do you have one that doesn't have one of these? ;D
(Larry Larmeu)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-29-2003, 09:49 AM:
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Louise
A local bean farmer was blessed with a wonderful crop this fall.
In fact he had so many beans he needed to unload them somehow.
With all the hoopla about the upcoming Super Bowl, he decided that would be a good venue to reach more people. With this in mind he went to the local TV station to speak with the advertising manager.
The farmer said , "I would like to purchase a minute or two duringthe Super Bowl to advertise my wonderful beans. I have such a bountiful crop of beans of all kinds; pinto beans, lima beans, navy beans, red beans.." The sales manager said, "Okay, Okay, I get the message. And what would you be able to pay for this amount
of prime advertising time?"
The farmer scratched his beard, looked off, then said, very
solemnly. "I'd be willing to go as high as $300 to reach those
folks."
"$300!" the manager yelled, "You must be out of your mind! The
current sponsers pay through the nose to get the exposure of the
Super Bowl! The maker of Kotex pays MILLIONS of dollars to reach
the audience!"
The farmer very evenly replied, "I'm sure that's right, but, those people are out for blood. I'm just farting around."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-30-2003, 08:05 AM:
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Sue Bee
When the well-molded secretary entered her boss' office one
morning,he looked out the window and announced idly,"It's
certainly going to be a beautiful day."
"I don't think so,"replied the secretary."The weather forecast is for snow."
"It's not going to snow,"contradicted the exec."I'll lay you
twelve to one."
"I'd rather not,"she remarked."That's my lunch hour."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2003, 03:11 PM:
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A man walked into a dress shop and told the clerk he wanted to buy an evening gown for his wife as a surprise.
"What size?" asked the clerk.
The man shrugged blankly.
Trying to help, the clerk inquired, "Well then, whatare your wife's measurements?"
The man thought for a moment. "Small, medium, and large, in that order."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2003, 03:38 PM:
Rated PG
The speaker at my bank's drive-through window had been broken for weeks,and we tellers had to resort to miming or writing notes to communicate with our frustrated customers.One day a sweet elderly lady whom I would see every week pulled up to the window,leaned out,and smacked the glass in front of my face.
"I hope this is bulletproof," she yelled.
There had just been a robbery at another bank nearby,so I was touched by her concern. "It is," I yelled back.
"Good,"she contined,"because someone is going to shoot you if you don't get that damn speaker fixed!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-31-2003, 04:08 PM:
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Sue Bee
A friend and I were standing in line at a fast-food restaurant,
waiting to place our order. There was a big sign posted.
"No bills larger than $20 will be accepted."
The woman in front of us, pointing to the sign, remarked,
"Believe me, if I HAD a bill larger than $20, I wouldn't be eating here."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-03-2003, 07:25 AM:
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While shopping at our local supermarket. there was a beautiful
young blonde ahead of me when I got to the checkout line,As she placed her groceries on the checkout stand,the bagger asked her,"Paper or plastic?"
"It doesn't matter," she replied, ..."I'm bisacksual."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-05-2003, 08:53 AM:
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A well-endowed woman entered a chic Madison Avenue boutique and tried on every evening gown in the store.
Finally setting eyes on a very sexy,low-cut dress hanging in the display window, she asked the exhausted sales clerk if she could try it on.
"Of course,madam,"he muttered through clenched teeth,squeezed into the window,and began the painstaking task of taking the dummy apart to remove the gown.Eventually he succeeded and was able to hand it over to the demanding customer.
"How do I look?"she asked,emerging from the dressing room."Does it show off my superb breasts to advantage?"
"Oh,absolutely,"the clerk assured her,"but do hairy chests run in your family?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2003, 03:34 PM:
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Some time not too long ago,I read in the papers that the dollar
has appreciated in value.
I was discussing it with my wife when my 5-year old son asked what it means for the dollar to appreciate in value.
I explained to him that it means that we can buy more things with 1 dollar from the shop than before.
He asked me 'Is the shopkeeper aware of this?'
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2003, 04:53 PM:
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Lorraine
Although he was a qualified meteorologist, Hopkins ran up a
terrible record of forecasting for the TV news program. He became something of a local joke when a newspaper began keeping a record of his predictions and showed that he'd been wrong almost three hundred times in a single year.
kind of notoriety was enough to get him fired.
He moved to another part of the country and applied for a similar job.
One blank on the job application called for the reason for leaving his previous position. Hopkins wrote, "The climate didn't agree with me."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-08-2003, 02:38 PM:
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Sue Bee
The managers of the A1 Steak Sauce company were impressed by their new billboard.It showed a handsome-husband-type seated in front of a large plate of steak and potatoes in a smart restaurant.A pretty, buxom young waitress was standing over him, handing him a bottle of A1 sauce.
Originally they had titled the billboard,"What Does She Know
About Your Husband That You Don't?" But after complaints from
members of the board, that the ad was too suggestive,they changed the headline.
Now it reads: "He Gets It Downtown,Why Not Give It To Him At Home?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-08-2003, 08:47 PM:
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Janine
At the drugstore
The saleslady: "We have shampoos for greasy hair,shampoos for dry hair,and shampoos for normal hair."
The customer:"Do you have any for dirty hair?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-11-2003, 06:56 AM:
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Explaining their policy on not cashing checks for people who
don't have accounts with their bank, the teller said,"Why if he didn't have an account here,I wouldn't cash a check for my own brother."
The irate customer replied,"Well... you know your family a lot better than I."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-14-2003, 08:31 AM:
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Michele
Rejected Motel 6 Slogans
15. Because you deserve better than the back seat of some car.
14. As seen on COPS.
13. If we'd known you were staying all night, we'd have changed
the sheets.
12. Not just for one nighters anymore.
11. We left off the 9, but you know it's there.
10. You rented the room, now buy the video.
9. Sure, you could stay someplace nicer, but then you wouldn't have money left over for the hooker.
8. We'll leave the Lysol out for ya.
7. Hey, we're not the Ritz, but just try bringing your secretary there on your salary, pal.
6. We don't make the adultery. We make the adultery BETTER.
5. It's Hookerriffic!
4. Official lodging of the 1998 Florida Marlins.
3. Blurring the line between stains and avant garde sheet art
since 1962.
2. Cheap and easy -- just like a hooker.
1. We put the 'Ho' in Hotel.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-14-2003, 08:34 AM:
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I got the strangest recording when I called the phone company the other day. It said, "You have been connected to the
correct department on the first try.
This is against company policy. Please hang up and redial."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-14-2003, 08:44 AM:
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A guy gets a sandwich from the supermarket on his lunch hour.
While waiting at the checkout, he's behind a woman with a cartload of groceries.So he asks, "Excuse me, I've been waiting for five minutes..."
"So what? I've been waiting here almost ten."
"Um, yeah," he says,"but I've only got one item and I'm on my
lunch hour-"
"I don't care!" she replies."I'M the next customer in this lane!"
So this guy, time running out suddenly says, "Hey look, this
month's Cosmo's got Russell Crowe in the buff!"
She grabs for the mag, he shoots in front of her and gets rung
up.
All of a sudden...DING! DING! DING! WHOOP! WHOOP! WHOOP!
The cashier says "Congratulations! You're our millionth customer! You've won a $1000 shopping spree!"
Outraged, the woman screams,"That's not fair! I was the next customer!"
And our guy says, "So what are you complaining about? YOU STILL ARE!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-14-2003, 08:47 AM:
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: Sue Bee
YOU KNOW YOU NEED A NEW CAR WHEN....
You have to go to a repair center every thousand miles to
get the duct tape replaced.
You accidentally drive into a junkyard, drive out, and get
accused of stealing.
The Blue Book lists your car under "Health Risks"
You return to your car and find someone broke in and left
a hundred dollars and a new stereo.
You pull over to let a fire truck go by, and it stops
behind you.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2003, 02:12 PM:
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At the company where I work, the other operators and
I share a coffeepot. One morning I took it into the ladies room
to fill it with water. Then I began preening in the mirror,
brushing my hair and reapplying some makeup.
I didn't realize how long I'd been until someone slid a note
under the door.
"You win," it read.
Any ransom demand will be met.
Just release the coffeepot."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-19-2003, 12:07 PM:
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Jim needs a job,and has no qualms about inventing the necessary
qualifications.He reasons that once he finds work,he will impress the boss so much that everything will be forgiven.
After a successful initial interview at the Encyclopedia of
American History,he is called back to meet the sales manager.
"You say you have experience selling books?"
"Lots of it,"replies Jim.
"And you have a Master's in American history from the University
of Michigan?"
"Correct,"replies Jim."History is my field of study."
"Well then,"says the sales manager,"As soon as I can complete
this form,we can get you started in the firm."
While the sales manager is making a few notations,Jim,obviously
pleased with himself,begins to whistle.Looking around the room,
he notices pictures of Washington and Lincoln on the walls.
Pointing to the portraits,he turns to the sales manager and
says,"Fine looking men.Your partners?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-20-2003, 12:47 PM:
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Baby Blues
A young man walked into our insurance office to purchase coverage for his new motorcycle. Only one question confused him. "Do you have a lien holder on the vehicle?"
"I've got a kickstand," the prospect replied. "Is that the same thing?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-22-2003, 01:01 PM:
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One day we saw a news report on TV about the owner of a large craft store and one of her employees, who apprehended a would be thief and held him captive until police arrived to arrest him.
As we listened to the story, my granddaughter commented dryly,
"What did they do, hold him at needlepoint?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-22-2003, 01:09 PM:
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Joe was a band manager. He was currently out of work because
every band that he managed refused to listen to his good advice.
One day he answered an ad that said "Band Manager Wanted for Rock
Group 'The Rolling Eggs'". Joe applied and was hired.
The band proved extremely cooperative and listened to his
suggestions and advice. Thus the band began to make lots and lots
of money. The band members became more and more greedy and
decided to reduce Joe's percentage of the profits.
Joe confronted them and said, in an angry tone of voice, "I'll
sue you for breach of contract, you ungrateful idiots." Then Joe
punched the lead guitarist in the face. The rest of the band
members tackled Joe to restrain him and told him he was fired.
The moral, of course, is:
Don't fight the band that heeds you.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-24-2003, 10:46 AM:
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Frieda had just finished her fish dinner. She was,however, not at all happy with it, so she called over the waiter.
"I've tasted fresher fish," said Frieda.
"Not in here," replied the waiter.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2003, 10:51 AM:
Rated PG
George in Atlanta
Play the Office Game
Here's a way to spice up your office. Pick two or three colleagues and agree to play the Office Game which awards points as follows:
ONE POINT
Run one lap around the office at top speed. Walk sideways to the photocopier.
Find the vacuum and start vacuuming around your desk.
When they're not looking, pour most of someone's fresh cup of coffee into your mug leaving them with an inch of brew.
Ignore the first five people who say 'good morning' to you.
Phone someone in the office you barely know, leave your name and say "Just called to say I can't talk right now. Bye."
To signal the end of a conversation, clamp your hands over your ears and grimace.
While riding an elevator, gasp dramatically every time the doors open.
THREE-POINTS
Babble incoherently at a fellow employee then ask "Did you get all that, I don't want to have to repeat it." - Double points if you do this to a manager.
Kneel in front of the water cooler and drink directly from the nozzle.
Shout random numbers while someone is counting.
FIVE POINTS
At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem (extra points if you actually launch into it yourself).
Walk into a very busy person's office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times.
For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as 'Bob'.
Announce to everyone in a meeting that you "really have to go do number two".
After every sentence, say 'mon' in a really bad Jamaican accent. As in, "the report's on your desk, mon". Keep this up for one hour.
While an office mate is out, move their chair into the elevator.
In a meeting or crowded situation, slap your forehead repeatedly and mutter, "Shut up, all of you just shut up!"
In a colleague's diary, write in 10 am: "See how I look in tights".
Carry your laptop over to your colleague and ask "You wanna trade?"
Repeat the following conversation 10 times to the same person: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now"
Come to work in army fatigues and when asked why, say, "I can't talk about it"
Speak with an accent (French, German, Porky Pig, etc.) during a very important conference call.
Tuck one pant leg into your sock and when queried, answer, "not now" and walk away.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2003, 10:55 AM:
Rated PG
Caroline in Phoenix
Unique job interviews
Job Interview Quotations
Vice Presidents and personnel directors of the one hundred largest corporations were asked to describe their most unusual experience interviewing prospective employees.
A job applicant challenged the interviewer to an arm wrestle.
Interviewee wore a Walkman, explaining that she could listen to the interviewer and the music at the same time.
Candidate fell and broke arm during interview.
Candidate announced she hadn't had lunch and proceeded to eat a hamburger and french fies in the interviewers office.
Candidate explained that her long-term goals was to replace the interviewer.
Candidate said he never finished high school because he was kidnapped and kept in a closet in Mexico.
Balding Candidate excused himself and returned to the office a few minutes later wearing a headpiece.
Applicant said if he was hired he would demonstrate his loyalty by having the corporate logo tattooed on his forearm.
Applicant interrupted interview to phone her therapist for advice on how to answer specific interview questions.
Candidate brought large dog to interview.
Applicant refused to sit down and insisted on being interviewed standing up.
Candidate dozed off during interview.
The employers were also asked to list the "most unusual" questions that have been asked by job candidates.
"What is it that you people do at this company?"
"What is the company motto?"
"Why aren't you in a more interesting business?"
"What are the zodiac signs of all the board members?"
"Why do you want references?"
"Do I have to dress for the next interview?"
"I know this is off the subject, but will you marry me?"
"Will the company move my rock collection from California to Maryland?"
"Will the company pay to relocate my horse?"
"Does your health insurance cover pets?"
"Would it be a problem if I'm angry most of the time?"
"Does your company have a policy regarding concealed weapons?"
"Do you think the company would be willing to lower my pay?"
"Why am I here?"
Also included are a number of unusual statement made by candidates during the interview process.
I have no difficulty in starting or holding my bowel movement.
At times I have the strong urge to do something harmful or shocking.
I feel uneasy indoors.
Sometimes I feel like smashing things.
Women should not be allowed to drink in cocktail bars.
I think that Lincoln was greater than Washington.
I get excited very easily.
I am fascinated by fire.
I like tall women.
People are always watching me.
If I get too much change in a store, I always give it back.
I must admit that I am a pretty fair talker.
I never get hungry.
I know who is responsible for most of my troubles
If the pay was right, I'd travel with the carnival.
I would have been more successful if nobody would have snitched on me.
I think I'm going to throw-up.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-26-2003, 03:19 PM:
Rated PG
Crazy Charlie, the used-car dealer, was out to break all sales records with his "like new" models.A large sign in his window announced: "A Blonde Free With Each Car."
A delighted young wolf plunked down his cash and, hot with anticipation, drove his newly won blonde out into the country. He parked, gave her a couple ofpreliminary kisses, and whispered a suggestion in her ear.
She shook her head, smiled, and said, "You got that when you bought this car."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-27-2003, 07:31 AM:
Rated X Captain Silver
The beer company held a contest to select a name for the new beer they had been developing.
They advertised over all the airwaves and in all the newspapers.
They received thousands of submissions.
The panel of judges was kept busy for many weeks sorting through all of the entries. Finally they settled on one particular entry - "Love On A Lake".
The selected entry was given to the president of the company for his approval.The president's comment was, "I like the name but, I'm puzzledas to how the contestant selected this name.If he can explain the meaning of the name, I'll be happy to award the prize to him."
The judges located the contestant.When they asked him for an explanation,he responded,"Well,love on a lake is fucking near water and that's what this beer tastes like!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-27-2003, 09:28 AM:
Rated G
This guy came into work one day with a fistful of cigars and
started passing them out left and right to celebrate the birth of his son.
"Congratulations, Eric," said the boss. "How much does the baby
weigh?"
"Four and a half pounds," reported the father proudly.
"Gee, that's kind of small."
"What did you expect?" retorted Eric indignantl "We've only been married three months.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-27-2003, 10:26 PM:
Rated G
Two men were overheard talking about the infidelitiesn of an office Romeo.
"I do not know how he gets away with it," said one fellow.
"The only thing I've ever done behind mynwife's back is to zip her up."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-01-2003, 01:43 PM:
Rated G :)Baby Blues
Tax Humor
Ambition in America is still rewarded . . . with high taxes.
America is the land of opportunity. Everybody can become a
taxpayer.
It's hard to believe America was founded to avoid high taxation.
Americans are now in a daze from intaxication.
We often wonder if automation will ever replace the taxpayer.
There was a time when $200.00 was the down-payment on a car; now
it's the sales tax.
There is no tax on brains; the take would be too small.
The tax collectors take up so much of your earnings to balance the
budget that you just can't budget the balance.
If my business gets much worse, I won't have to lie on my next tax
return.
Capital Punishment: Congress comes up with a new tax.
Drive carefully. Uncle Sam needs every taxpayer he can get.
Children may be deductible, but they are still taxing.
There is no child so bad that he/she can't be used as an income
tax deduction.
The path of civilization is paved with tax receipts.
If Congress can pay farmers not to raise crops, why can't we pay
Congress not to raise taxes?
Congress thinks it's alot easier to trim the taxpayers than
expenses.
Congress does some strange things. it puts a high tax on liquor
and then raises the other taxes that drive people to drink.
The attitude of Congress toward hidden taxes is not to do away
with them, but to hide them better.
Congress has the unsolved problem of how to get the people to pay
taxes they can't afford for services they don't need.
Every year around April 15 Americans have a rendezvous with debt.
One of the great blessings about living in a democracy is that we
have complete control over how we pay our taxes . . . cash, check
or money order.
The rich and the poor are alike. They both complain about taxes.
The wealth of experience is one possession that hasn't been
taxed . . . .yet.
A fool and his money are soon parted. The rest of us wait until
income tax time.
This country is as free today as it ever was. . . unless, of
course, you happen to be a taxpayer.
Golf is a lot like taxes. You drive hard to get to the green and
then wind up in the hole.
Some people think the government owes them a living. The rest of
us would gladly settle for a small tax refund.
Our government really takes care of us. They even give us free
income tax forms.
President Herbert Hoover was the first President to give his
salary back to the government. Now the government would like
everbody to do it.
Everybody works for the government, either on the payroll or the
taxroll.
A man's home is his castle. At least that's how he feels when he
pays taxes on it.
The honeymoon is over when the bride begins to feel like she was
never anything but a tax deduction to him.
Don't you long for the good old days when Uncle Sam lived within
his income and without most of yours?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-12-2003, 10:08 AM:
Rated G
Bill in Dobbs Ferry
I asked my manager, "What is Karen's last name?"
My manager replied, "Karen Who?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-13-2003, 07:11 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Negotiations between union members and their employer were at an
impasse. The union denied that their workers were flagrantly
abusing their contract's sick-leave provisions.
One morning at the bargaining table, the company's chief
negotiator held aloft the morning edition of the newspaper,
"This man," he announced, "called in sick yesterday!" There, on the sports page, was a photo of the supposedly ill employee,who had just won a local golf tournament with an excellent score.
A union negotiator broke the silence in the room. "Wow," he
said. "Think of what kind of score he could have had if he hadn't been sick!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-13-2003, 08:43 AM:
Rated G
.......Sue Bee
While the U.S. stock market was at an all time high, the ups and
downs frightened a lot of small investors. A guy went to his
financial adviser at the bank and ask if he were worried.
He replied that he slept like a baby.
He was amazed and asked,"Really? Even with all the fluctuations?"
He said, "Yes. I sleep for a couple of hours, then wake up and cry for a couple of hours."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-13-2003, 08:53 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A traveling salesman was held up by a bad storm in the Hawaiian
Islands.He sent an e-mail to his corporate headquarters advising them that he was stranded for a few days and requested instructions.
The reply came back shortly: "Begin vacation as of yesterday."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-13-2003, 08:55 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Two women were comparing notes on the difficulties of running a
small business.
"I started a new practice last year," the first one said. "I
insist that each of my employees take at least a week off every
three months."
"Why in the world would you do that?" the other asked.
She responded, "It's the best way I know of to learn which ones I can do without."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-14-2003, 06:34 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A big company offered $50 for each money-saving idea submitted by its employees.
First prize went to the employee who suggested the award be cut to $25.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-17-2003, 12:09 PM:
Rated R
Pfizer Corp is making the announcement today that VIAGRA will soon be available in liquid form and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use "as is", or as a mixer. Pepsi's proposed ad campaign claims: "It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one."
Obviously we can no longer call this a "soft drink."
This additive gives new meaning to the names of cocktails, highballs and just a good old fashioned stiff drink.
Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of "Mount And Do."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2003, 09:01 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A salesman was demonstrating unbreakable combs in a department
store. He was impressing the people who stopped by to look by
putting the comb through all sorts of torture and stress.
Finally to impress even the skeptics in the crowd, he bent the
comb completely in half, and it snapped with a loud crack. Without missing a beat, he bravely held up both halves of
the 'unbreakable' comb for everyone to see and said,"And this, ladies and gentlemen, is what an unbreakable comb looks like on the inside."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2003, 12:53 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
The out-of-work newlywed took a temporary job as a vacuum cleaner salesman to make ends meet. After 3 days of intensive training, the sales manager told him to go home and practice his pitch on his wife.
The next morning, the manager asked the novice how he made out.
Well," the man began, "I did what you said, and after I finished,I asked her if she would buy the vacuum cleaner from me. She said 'Yes.
Then I asked her 'why ?'
She replied,'Because I love you'."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2003, 12:56 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
The couple was standing staring at one of the more expensive
models in the auto showroom. A salesman sensing their debate over the price moved in and said, "This model is priced just over the car which is priced a few dollars above the car which costs no more than some models of the lowest priced cars."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 09:04 AM:
Rated PG
........How Much?
A Lady walks into a Mercedes dealership. She browses around, then spots the perfect car and walks over to inspect it.As she bends to feel the fine leather upholstery,a loud fart escapes her.Very embarrassed,she looks around nervously to see if anyone has noticed her little accident and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now.As she turns back,there standing next to her is Andre a salesman.
"Good day, Madame.How may we help you today?"
Very uncomfortably she asks,"Sir,what is the price of this lovely vehicle?"
He answers,"Madame,I'm very sorry to say that if you farted just touching it,you are going to SHIT when you hear the price."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 02:35 PM:
Rated G
"This house," said the real estate salesman, "has both its
good points and its bad points. To show you I'm honest, I'm going to tell you about both.
The disadvantages are that there is a chemical plant one
block south and a slaughterhouse a block north."
"What are the advantages?" inquired the prospective buyer.
"The advantage is that you can always tell which way the
wind is blowing."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 02:49 PM:
Rated G
........ Becky
Harry, a TV repairman, was called to fix a television set
that had neither sound nor picture. Left alone in the room,
Harry spotted the cause immediately: the set was unplugged.
Harry faced a dilemma: one part of him said he shouldn't
charge the woman; the other insisted he be paid for his time.
Finally, he presented her with a minimum-charge service bill,
which read:"Restored isolated connecting cable to primary
power source. $25."
[Stolen from Reader's Digest.]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 02:59 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A pharmacist is going over the directions on a prescription bottle with an elderly patient."Be sure not to take this more often than every 4 hours," the pharmacist says.
"Don't worry," replies the patient. "It takes me 4 hours to get the lid off".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 03:01 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Lady says to her pharmacist: "Why does my prescription medication have 40 side effects?"
Pharmacist replies: "Cause that's all we've documented so far."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-19-2003, 03:18 PM:
Rated G
This appeared in our weekly schedule at work.
Original source unknown.
Another Month Ends
All Targets Met
All Systems Working
All Customers Satisfied
All Staff Eager and Enthusiastic
All Pigs Fed and Ready to Fly
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2003, 12:47 PM:
Rated PG
Burglars broke into a bank after hours and found one lone teller trying to balance his books.After forcing him to open the vault, they tied and gagged him.Quickly tossing all the cash into a duffel bag,they were about to leave when they heard the teller making noises through his gag.
Curious, they loosened it and asked what he was trying to say,
"Take my balance sheet too," he gasped, "I'm short $70."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2003, 03:19 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Jones applied to a finance agency for a job, but he had no
experience. He was so intense that the manager gave him a tough
account with the promise that if he collected it, he'd get the job.
Two hours later, Jones came back with the entire
amount. "Amazing!" the manager said. "How did you do it?"
"Easy," Jones replied. "I told him if he didn't pay up, I'd tell
all his other creditors he paid us." ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
[ 03-24-2003, 08:01 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2003, 08:01 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A cub reporter for a small town newspaper was sent out on his
first assignment. He submitted the following report to his
editor. "Mrs. Smith was injured in a car accident today. She is
recovering in County Hospital with lacerations on her breasts."
The Editor scolded the new reporter, "This is a family paper. We
don't use words like breasts around here. Now go back and write
something more appropiate!"
The young reporter thought long and hard. Finally he handed the
Editor the following report. "Mrs. Smith was injured in a car
accident today. She is recovering in County Hospital with
lacerations on her ( . )( . ) "
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2003, 08:14 AM:
Rated G
Louise
The Night Shift
A man got a job as a night watchman at a factory. There had been a lot of thefts by the workers on the night shift, and so every
morning when the night shift workers passed through his gate it
was his job to check their bags and pockets to make sure that
nothing was being stolen.
Things were going along very well the first night on the job until a man pushing a wheelbarrow of newspapers came through the gate. Aha, he thought, that man thinks he can cover up what he is stealing with that newspaper. So he romoved the paper only to find nothing. Still he felt that the man was acting strangley, so he questioned him about the paper.
"I get a little extra money from newspapers I recycle, so I go
into the lunchroom and pick up all the ones people have thrown
away." The guard let him pass, but decided to keep a close eye on him. The next night it was the same, and the night after that. Week after week it went on. The same guy would push the
wheelbarrow of newspapers past the guard's checkpoint. The guard
would always check and find nothing.
Then one night, about a year later, the guard reported for work
only to find a message had been left for him telling him to report to the supervisor. He walked into the supervisor's office and before he could say a word, the boss said, "You're fired!"
"Fired?" he asked in total surprise. "Why? What did I do?"
"It was your job to make sure that no one stole anythin from this plant and you have failed. So you're fired."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean failed. Nobody ever stole
anything from this place while I was on guard."
"Oh, really," the boss answered."Then how do you count for the fact that there are 365 wheelbarrows missing?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-24-2003, 05:53 PM:
Rated G
...............Sue Bee
The restaurant where I took my two sons for a meal was crowded
with fans watching a sporting event on television.
The harried waitress took our order, but more than half an hour
passed with no sign of her return.
I was trying to keep my kids from becoming restless when suddenly shouts of victory came from the bar.
"Hey," commented my 11-year-old, "it sounds as if someone just
got his food."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2003, 09:21 PM:
Rated G
I was inspecting communications facilities in Alaska. Since I had little experience in flying in small planes, I was nervous when we approached a landing strip in a snow-covered area. The pilot descended to just a couple hundred feet, then gunned both
engines,climbed,and circled back.While my heart pounded, the
passenger beside me seemed calm."I wonder why he didn't land," I said."
"He was checking to see if the landing strip was plowed," the man said.
As we made a second approach, I glanced out the window. "It looks plowed to me,"I commented.
"No," my seat mate said."It hasn't been cleared for some time."
"How can you tell?" I asked.
"Because," the man informed me,"I'm the guy who drives the plow."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2003, 09:25 PM:
Rated G
A passenger train is creeping along, slowly. Finally it creaks to a halt. A passenger sees a conductor walking by outside.
"What's going on?" she yells out the window. "Cow on the track!" replies the conductor. Ten minutes later, the train resumes its slow pace.
Within five minutes, however, it stops again.
The woman sees the same conductor walk again. She leans out the window and yells, "What happened? Did we catch up with the cow again?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2003, 07:56 AM:
Rated G
My cousin worked on the Alaska pipeline as a welder.He said
helicopters were a big help in covering the rugged ground.
I've never forgotten a story he told about being in the
communications room of one of the base camps when a call came
in.A panicked voice called to request another helicopter be
sent up to the forward work camp.
A supervisor happened to drop in and heard the conversation
between the dispatcher and the mechanic.He got on the radio to
ask the mechanic on the other end why they need another
helicopter.
The obviously harried mechanic paused before transmitting his
reply,then said vaguely,"Well, the one we have won't fly."
The frustrated supervisor pressed the question,Why won't it
fly."
After a long pause came another reluctant response,"Well, I say
it won't fly because it's upside down.The pilot says it won't
fly because it's under twenty feet of water."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2003, 02:22 PM:
Rated G
The boss was sympathetic when his secretary said she needed some
time off because her husband died.
Several weeks later she approached him again, requesting more time off. When he asked why, she said she was getting married.
In spite of himself, he said "But your husband's only been dead about a month."
She smiled and replied, "Yeah, I know... but I don't hold a grudge long."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2003, 07:54 AM:
Rated PG
The manager of a large corporation got a heart attack, and the doctor told him to go for several weeks to a farm to relax.
The guy went to a farm, and after a couple of days he was very bored, so he asked the farmer to give him some job to do.
The farmer told him to clean the shit of the cows. The farmer thought that to somebody coming from the city, working the whole life sitting in an office, it will take over a week to finish the job, but for his surprise the manager finished the job in less than one day.
The next day the farmer gave to the manager a more difficult job: to cut the heads off 500 chickens. The farmer was sure that the manager will not be able to do the job, but at the end of the day the job was done.
The next morning, as most of the jobs in the farm were done, the farmer asked the manager to divide a bag of potatoes in two boxes: one box with small potatoes, and one box with big potatoes.
At the end of the day the farmer saw that the manager was sitting in front of the potatoes bag, but the two boxes were empty.
The farmer asked the manager: "How is that you made such difficult jobs during the first days, and now you cannot do this simple job?"
The manager answered: "Listen, all my life I'm cutting heads and dealing with shit, but now you ask me to make decisions."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2003, 10:03 AM:
Rated G
.........Sue Bee
At a bookstore the other day, I saw a book entitled "Sex for
Dummies".
Why would someone want to teach dumb people how to reproduce?
Aren't there enough of them on the roads now?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2003, 02:53 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Things You NEVER Want to Hear the Exterminator Say...
"You know, when you build your next house you might want to
consider using steel instead of wood."
"I'm sorry, but our worker's compensation policy specifically
excludes "killer termites."
"Yeah, I realize I'm from Orkin, but I still need your phone book
to call Terminix and All-Pest to come help me with this one."
"I need to go back to the office to get a bigger truck."
"Do you have someplace you could stay for the next three days?"
"Do you have a high powered rifle handy?"
"EEEEEKKK!!!!!!"
"Exterminator down! Exterminator down! Send backup!!! Extermin..."
"The GOOD news is... you have termites."
"Do you happen to have a large net?"
"You know, I'm also a taxidermist."
"This could get expensive."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-05-2003, 07:01 AM:
Rated G
A man lunching at a Chinese restaurant noticed that the table had been set with forks, not chopsticks. He asked why.The waiter said,"Chopsticks were provided only on request."
"But,"the man countered,"if you gave your patrons chopsticks,
you wouldn't have to pay someone to wash all the forks."
"True," the waiter shot back,"but we would have to hire three
more people to clean up the mess."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-06-2003, 03:54 PM:
Rated G
Young Larry stopped by the corner grocery store and read the
following list to the clerk:
10 pounds sugar at $1.25 a pound
4 pounds coffee at $1.50 a pound
2 pounds butter at $1.10 a pound 2 bars soap at $.83 each
"How much does that come to?" asked Larry.
"Twenty-two dollars and thirty-six cents."
"If I gave you three ten dollar bills, how much change would I get?" said the boy.
"Seven dollars and sixty-four cents," stated the clerk who
appeared to be irritated by all the questions.
Larry said, as he disappeared through the door, "I don't want to buy the items...that's our arithmetic lesson for tomorrow, and I needed some help with it."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-07-2003, 08:21 AM:
Rated G
After shopping at a busy store, another woman and I happened to
leave at the same time, only to be faced with the daunting task
of finding our cars in the crowded parking lot. Just then my car
horn beeped, and I was able to locate my vehicle easily.
Wow," the woman said. "I sure could use a gadget like that to
help me find my car."
"Actually," I replied, "that's my husband."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-07-2003, 08:23 AM:
Rated G
We went to breakfast at a restaurant where the special was two eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast for $1.99. "Sounds good," my wife said. "But I don't want the eggs."
"Then I'll have to charge you two dollars and forty-nine cents because you're ordering la carte," the waitress warned her.
"You mean I'd have to pay for not taking the eggs?" my wife asked incredulously. "I'll take the special."
"How do you want your eggs?"
"Raw and in the shell," my wife replied. She took the two eggs home.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2003, 02:24 PM:
Rated G
Becky
For many years I worked as a receptionist and switchboard operator at a busy company.After a good annual review,my supervisor told me I was up for a raise,pending approval of the vice president.
A month later,my supervisor called me into his office and told me the VP had refused to approve the salary hike.His reason? I
clearly wasn't doing my job.Every time he saw me,I was either
chatting with someone in the lobby or talking on the telephone.
Thanks to Reader's Digest, All In A Day's Work
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2003, 02:32 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
"You ought to feel highly honored," said the businessman to the
life insurance agent, "so far today I have had my secretary turn
away seven insurance agents."
"Yes, I know," replied the agent, "I'm them."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2003, 02:48 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A man with a wooden leg wanted to buy fire insurance for his leg.
The first actuary quoted an annual premium of $500, estimating that the leg would burn once in 20 years and the value of the leg is $10,000.
The second actuary quoted an annual premium of $50. When the second actuary was asked how he arrived at such a small figure, he replied,"I have this situation in the fire schedule table.
The object is a wooden structure with an upper sprinkler, isn't it?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-08-2003, 04:21 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A man walks into an insurance office and asks for a job.
"We don't need any one," they replied.
"You can't afford not to hire me. I can sell anyone anytime any
thing."
"We have two prospects that no one has been able to sell. If you
can sell just one, you have a job."
He was gone for about two hours and returned and handed them two
checks,one for a $80,000 policy and another for a $50,000 policy.
"How in the world did you do that," they asked.
"I told you I'm the world's best salesman, I can sell anyone
anywhere anytime."
"Did you get a urine sample?" they asked him.
"What's that?" he asked. "Well, if you sell a policy over $40,000 the company requires a urine sample. Take these two bottles and go back and get urine samples."
He was gone for about eight hours and then he walks in with two
five gallon buckets,one in each hand.He sets the buckets down
and reaches in his shirt pocket and produces two bottles of urine and sets them on the desk and says, "Here's Mr. Brown's and this one is Mr. Smith's."
"That's good," they said, "but what's in those two buckets?"
"Well, I passed by the school house and they were having a state
teachers convention and I sold them a group policy!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-10-2003, 10:51 AM:
[b]Rated G
When I go to a local discount store to get oil and
filters for my car, I buy my wife a bouquet of
flowers on display near the checkout counter.
During one trip, some women in line behind me were
oohing and aahing about a husband getting flowers
for his wife. "How often do you do that?" one asked.
Before I could answer, the cashier, more than familiar
with my routine, said, "Every three months or 3,000
miles, whichever comes first."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-10-2003, 11:50 AM:
Rated G
A Well Known Distributor's Office
Jane: "Do you know anything about this fax machine?"
Sam: "A little. What's wrong?"
Jane: "Well, I sent a fax, and the recipient called back to say
all she received was a cover sheet and a blank page. I tried it
again, and the same thing happened."
Sam: "How did you load the sheet, face up or face down?"
Jane: "It's a pretty sensitive memo, and I didn't want anyone else to read it by accident, so I folded it so only the recipient would open it and read it."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-14-2003, 02:57 PM:
Rated PG
Sue Bee
Construction Olympics
My son Earl is a construction foreman. One day he tumbled from a
scaffold, managing to break his fall by grabbing on to parts of
the scaffold on the way down. He received only minor scratches.
Embarrassed by the fall, he climbed back up to continue working.
Then he noticed his co-workers holding up hastily made signs
reading,
9.6, 9.8, and 9.4.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2003, 06:29 AM:
Rated G
A customer at Green's Gourmet Grocery marveled at the proprietor's quick wit and intelligence.
"Tell me,Green,what makes you so smart?"
"I wouldn't share my secret with just anyone," Green replies,
lowering his voice so the other shoppers won't hear. "But since
you're a good and faithful customer, I'll let you in on it. Fish
heads. You eat enough of them, you'll be positively brilliant."
"You sell them here?" the customer asks.
"Only $4 each," says Green.
The customer buys three. A week later, he's back in the store
complaining that the fish heads were disgusting and he isn't any
smarter.
"You didn't eat enough," says Green. The customer goes home with
20 more fish heads.Two weeks later, he's back and this time he's really angry.
"Hey, Green,"he says,"You're selling me fish heads for $4 apiece when I can buy the whole fish for $2. You're ripping me off!"
"You see?" says Green."You're smarter already."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2003, 06:34 AM:
Rated G
: Michele
The fellow was being sold a very cheap suit.
"But the left arm is a lot longer than the right arm," he
complained.
"That's why the suit is such a bargain,"the sales clerk
explained."Just cock your left shoulder up a little,like this,
and tuck this left lapel under your chin a bit, like this."
"But the right leg is way too short," argued the customer.
"No problem," the sales clerk answered."Just keep your right knee bent a little at all times, walk like this, and no one will
notice.That's why this suit is only thirty dollars."
Finally, the fellow bought the suit,cocked his left shoulder into the air,tucked the suit's left lapel under his chin,bent his right knee,and limped out of the store toward his car.
Two doctors happened along and noticed him.
"Good heavens," the first doctor said to the second,"look at that poor crippled fellow."
"Yeah," answered the second doctor."But doesn't that suit fit
great?" ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
[ 04-22-2003, 08:13 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2003, 12:01 PM:
Rated G
George in Illinois
When we deceided to sell our house, we nailed "FOR SALE BY OWNER" signs on two trees in our front yard.
Before long, the doorbell rang.
"How much do you want for your trees?" a young man asked.
Yes, he was blond.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2003, 04:26 PM:
Rated G
Meeting
I was in the airport VIP lounge in route to Seattle a couple of
weeks ago. While in there, I noticed Bill Gates sitting
comfortably in the corner, enjoying a drink.
I was meeting a very important client who was also flying to
Seattle, but she was running a little bit late.
Well, being a straightforward kind of guy, I approached the
Microsoft chairman, introduced myself, and said, "Mr. Gates, I
wonder if you would do me a favor."
"Yes?"
"I'm sitting right over there," pointing to my seat at the
bar, "and I'm waiting on a very important client.Would you be so kind when she arrives as to come walk by and just say, 'Hi, Ray,'?"
"Sure."
I shook his hand and thanked him and went back to my seat.
About ten minutes later, my client showed up. We ordered a drink
and started to talk business.
A couple of minutes later, I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was
Bill Gates.
"Hi, Ray," he said.
I replied, "Get lost Gates, I'm in a meeting."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-16-2003, 12:15 PM:
Rated PG
Michele
In order to standardize our Human Resources forms we now use just seven reasons for termination (Based on Snow White and the Seven Dwarves):
Happy: Had trouble putting nose to the grindstone. Too much time spent telling jokes at the water cooler.
Doc: Left to pursue further schooling, in particular, Ph.D. work.
Sleepy: Chronically late for work. Caused many project delays.
Grumpy: Poor attitude toward work. Not a team player. Trouble with early mornings.
Dopey: Made several critical errors at work costing the company money, e.g., misappropriated company funds.
Sneezy: Recurrent, chronic illness has made it difficult for theemployee to complete work in a timely fashion.
Bashful: Lack of initiative. Not willing to make cold calls. Too often let workplace disagreements simmer.
OTHERS
Jealous Queen: Heavy involvement in the occult not congruent with organizational policies.
Snow White: Sexual misconduct, e.g., kissing strange men while under some kind of trance.
Huntsman: Couldn't stand to be cooped up in the office all day.Pursuing work with the National Forest Service.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-17-2003, 10:08 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Two diners at an inn are shocked to see on the menu a dish
of "hickory-smoked possum jowls in pancake syrup."They summon a waiter to complain.
Their waiters looks at the menu.Then he flings it down and yells
to the owner in the kitchen,"Hey,the dammed printers forgot to
translate the menu into French again!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-22-2003, 06:40 AM:
Rated G
(Muskegon Chronicle)
When new management took over at the Howmet Corp. jet engine part
factory in Whitehall, Mich., they instituted a no-shorts dress
code for the factory, which doesn't have air conditioning.
The men pointed out female workers were allowed to wear skirts, but the company wouldn't budge -- so several men now wear
skirts.
"It's very hot and the skirts are cooler," says Ron
Buckhalter, 55, a 33-year company veteran.The biggest problem
seems to be that "We're getting a lot of flack from the girls for not being color coordinated," says Ron Bailey, 49.Well,that and "We try not to stop off anywhere after work," Buckhalter says. "We've gotten strange looks."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-22-2003, 08:07 AM:
Rated G
Driving through Southern California, I stopped at a roadside stand that sold fruit, vegetables,and crafts.
As I went to pay, I noticed the young woman behind the counter was painting a sign.
"Why the new sign?" I asked.
"My boyfriend didn't approve of the old one,"she said.
When I glanced at what hung above the counter, I understood. It declared, "Local Honey Dates Nuts."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-23-2003, 09:46 AM:
[b]Rated G
I'm a customer service rep for a phone company, and one day someone called to place an order for new services.After gathering his personal information,I advised the customer that he'd have to provide proof of residence:a rent receipt,credit card bill,whatever.
A few days later, I received a picture in the mail.
It was of a man pointing to the house behind him.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-23-2003, 03:57 PM:
Rated G
Baby Blues
While handing a 25 cent-off coupon to the supermarket clerk at the checkout counter,a woman inadvertently missed her hand, and the coupon slipped beneath the scale and was gone.
The checker looked distressed, so I the woman said, "That's Okay,it's in coupon heaven now."
"Coupon heaven?" the checker said.
"Yes", the woman said, "That's where coupons go when they die."
"Only the redeemed ones!" said the checker.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-24-2003, 07:53 AM:
Rated G
Top 99 Questions most often asked at a 99-Cent Store. (Edited for Space)
99. "How much is this?"
83. "Is this necklace real gold?"
76. "Do these New York Yankee sweatshirts, come in medium?"
62. "So let me get this straight-everything here is 99 cents?"
59. "How much is this?"
47. "Can I put this on lay-away?"
28. "Do you have anything nicer for $1.99?"
25. "How much is this 'Best of Willie Nelson' CD?"
17. "Where's the computer section?"
9. "Do you have change of a dollar bill?
1. "How much is this?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-25-2003, 08:27 AM:
Rated G
An independent woman started her own business. She was shrewd and
diligent,so business kept coming in.Pretty soon she realized she
needed an in-house counsel,and so she began interviewing young
lawyers.
"As I'm sure you can understand," she started off with one of the first applicants,"in a business like this,our personal
integrity must be beyond question."She leaned forward."Mr.
Peterson,are you an 'honest'lawyer?"
"Honest?" replied the job prospect. "Let me tell you something about honest.Why,I'm so honest that my dad lent me fifteen thousand dollars for my education and I paid back every penny the minute I triedmy very first case.
"Impressive. And what sort of case was that?"
He squirmed in his seat and admitted,"My dad sued me for the money."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-25-2003, 07:34 PM:
Rated G
For the first few months of her co-op job for the state of Georgia,my sister had nothing to do,so she surfed the Web or did crossword puzzles.One day she expressed her boredom to a co-worker.
"I know,"she complained."Everyone thinks state workers have it easy.But there's only so much you can pretend you're doing." ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
[ 04-28-2003, 07:33 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-28-2003, 07:37 AM:
Rated XXX
A guy in a restaurant orders chicken noodle soup.He starts to eat the soup and chokes on a hair in the soup.After gagging for
a minute,he calls the waitress."I'm not paying for this soup.
There was a hair in it."
The waitress and customer get into a bit of an argument over
the problem.The guy ends up storming out of the restaurant
without paying.
The waitress sees the guy go across the street to a house of ill repute.The waitress's shift is over in about 15 minutes.
She hurries over to the hooker house and finds out where the guy
is.The waitress crashes into the room where the guy and lady of
the evening are engaging.As she walks in, the waitress sees the guy with his face in the hooker's business area.
The waitress,seeing this,says,"You wouldn't pay for the chicken noodle soup because you found hair in it.Now look where your face is."
The guy turns to the waitress and says, "And if I find a noodle in there,I will not pay for that either."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-28-2003, 07:46 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Three guys walk in to a clothing store,the first guy goes up to
the sales person and says,"I'd like 7 pairs of underwear please.
One for each day of the week."
The second guy walks up to the sales person and asks for 5 pairs ofunderwear,5 for the week days when he's with his wife,and then
on the weekends he doesn't wear them because he's with his lover.
The last guy asks for 12 pairs, the sales person looks confused so guy responds, "January, February, March.....
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-28-2003, 08:28 AM:
Rated G
A woman came up to the teller's window at the bank where I work. I noticed that she looked dejected,and asked how I could help. The customer said she needed to withdraw $2000 from her savings account.
As I reached for the money in my drawer,I wondered if she wanted large-denomination bills,so I asked,"Big bills?"
"No," she said,shaking her head."It's the IRS."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2003, 10:02 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A man walks into a restuarant but is told by the maitre'd that
there will be at least a half an hour wait and would he like to
wait in the bar.
He goes into the bar and the bartender says,"What'll it be?"
The man replies, "Give me a Stoli with a twist."
The bartender squints at him for a few seconds,then smiles and
says,"Once upon time was *four* little pigs..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2003, 10:06 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Seen on a bakery delivery truck:
Cakes 66 cents--
Upsidedown cakes 99 cents.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2003, 04:12 PM:
Rated G
Angry employer : "You should've been here at 9 o'clock!"
Late employee : "Why? What happened?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-30-2003, 02:53 PM:
Rated G
A woman whose fondness for the good life had taken its toll in added pounds - and girth - was being shown a Jeep by a salesman at an auto dealership.
When the salesman's pitch had run its course, he sought to close with the typical line, "Now what would it take to get you into one of these?"
Looking at the Jeep's high front seat, the woman replied, "Probably a crowbar."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-30-2003, 02:54 PM:
Rated G
The company president called a meeting of the entire office staff.
When all had assembled and come to order, he opened with, "Is there any new business?"
The vice-president sobbed, "My wife is leaving me for my former best friend."
The office manager wailed, "My husband took all our money and ran off with the baby sitter!"
The personnel director cried, "I'm going to have to file bankruptcy!"
An office clerk moaned, "My wife wants to have a seventh baby!"
The company president rolled his eyes and said, "What I MEANT was, 'Is there any new business concerning THIS business!'"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-30-2003, 02:55 PM:
Rated G
In the small, family-owned electronics store in Spokane, Wash., where I work, we often get folks from out of town whose idioms are a little different from our own.
One day, after parking across the street in an attended lot, a young woman came in, made her purchase, and then asked, "Do you give validation?"
Without batting an eye, my manager replied, "You are an excellent person, and I love your hair."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-30-2003, 02:58 PM:
Rated G
"It was in this week in 1927, that Henry Ford unveiled his
successor to his Model T, which he called the Model A. Ford was a marketing genius; he knew the secret to selling this to American men: T & A."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-02-2003, 09:28 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
As a convenience store manager,I witness (on a daily basis)
customers having problems following directions on the pumps,
customers who can't find items when they are standing directly
in front of them,slow customers, customers in a hurry,friendly
customers,rude customers.....
However,the customer that never ceases to amaze me is the one
who pumps $10 worth of fuel into their tank, comes in and grabs a
can of soda,approaches the counter,and when I state that their
total is $10.75,asks if I got the gas.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-03-2003, 03:41 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
What! No union????
Sign posted in the lunchroom at work:
ATTENTION ALL EMPLOYEES
NEW INCENTIVE PLAN
WORK OR GET FIRED
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-04-2003, 03:45 PM:
Rated G
Some of my friends started a company built around an innovative idea for an online business.A debate broke out about what to name the venture."We have to call it Imagination," one passionate participant cried out.
Everyone thought the idea over for a minute,and then a voice of reason replied,"Are you sure you want your business card to read
'Imagination Limited'?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-04-2003, 04:05 PM:
Rated PG
Becky [/b]
The local grocery store in a small town had only three workers:
The Manager/Owner
The General Manager/Sales Rep./Clerk
... and the new guy who was being trained to operate the store in the absence of the Owner or General Manager.
One day,after quite some time of training,as the General Manager
was still patiently explaining how to maintain the books each end of the day to the new employee,the new guy finally got everything right and the books came out straight without a single flaw.The General Manager called this to the attention of the owner of the store.
"You see,Paul has the capabilities that we expected of him!"
"Well done,Paul," said the owner,"I will now entrust you with my
business!"
Later,Paul told the General Manager,"But it was YOU that did
most of the work that I learned from! Why did you give the credit to me??"
"Because," said the General Manager,"it's not what I can gain
from my knowledge,or money... but what I've learned from life
itself that's helped me."
"Huh?" Paul asked,confused.
"When I give advice,and it's taken,I get satisfaction. When I
get knowledge from others and pass it along,I receive thanks.
When I teach new things to people and see the enlightenment on
their faces as they see new concepts,there is going to be a smile on my face.....
...but after tomorrow,when I'm done taking the day off from work
to go fishing,and you have done the books without my help,the
look on the owner's face will be PRICELESS!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2003, 12:18 PM:
Rated G
I was examining cantaloupes at the grocery store and turned to the produce clerk,who was refilling the bins."Choosing a cantaloupe is like picking a mate for marriage,"I observed casually."A person has no idea what he's getting until it's too late."
He said nothing at first, but as I walked to the next aisle, he called after me,"I know. I've had three cantaloupes."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-10-2003, 02:39 PM:
Rated G
In the wake of the Exxon/Mobile deal and the AOL/Time Warner implode, I wanted to make a few close friends and family aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.Watch for these consolidations in early 2003 and make yourself a bundle:
1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics,Fuller Brush, and W.R.Grace Co.will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.
2. Polygram Records,Warner Bros.,and Zesta Crackers join forces
and become:Poly,Warner Cracker
3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and issue forth as:MMMGood
4. Zippo Manufacturing,Audi Motors,Dofasco and Dakota Mining will merge and become:ZipAudiDoDa.
5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitorUPS,and become:FedUP.
6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.
7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become:Poupon Pants.
8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: Knott NOW!
That's all for now. Invest wisely..............
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-12-2003, 01:30 PM:
Rated G
Captain Silver
At one ad agency,a guy in production was fired when they discovered he was The Xerox Flasher.Every morning,he xeroxed his privates,made copies and left them in the secretaries desks.
The boss said "Hell, he's the only person in the building who isn't guilty of false advertising!"
His secretary said "Well, not exactly."
He said "Oh God! Don't tell me!"
She said "Yes, sir. He was using the enlarger."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-12-2003, 01:32 PM:
Rated G
When Suzy and I went down to the Georgia coast a couple of months ago,we decided to stay in one of those quaint little bed & breakfasts.
The clerk asked me if we wanted a room with a shower or a tub.
"What's the difference?" I asked.
"Well, sir, in a tub, you can sit down."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-12-2003, 01:37 PM:
Rated G
Michele
A bill collector came knocking at the door of a lady who had
fallen behind on her bills. "All right, lady," said the bill
collector,"how about the next installment on that couch?"
The lady shrugged. "I guess that's better than having to give you money."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-12-2003, 02:11 PM:
Rated X
During his monthly visit to the corner barbershop,this fellow asked his barber for any suggestions on how to treat his increasing baldness.After a brief pause,the barber leaned over and confided that the best thing he'd come across was, er, female juices.
"But you're balder than I am," protested the customer.
"True," admitted the barber,but you've gotta admit I've
got one hell of a mustache!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-14-2003, 08:02 AM:
Rated R
Arsenic Wanted
A lady walks into the drug store and asks the druggist for some arsenic.The druggist asks "Ma'am, what do you want with arsenic?".
The lady say's "To kill my husband."
"I can't sell you any for that reason" says he druggist.
The lady then reaches into her purse and pulls out a photo of a man and a women in a compromising position, the man is her husband and the lady
is the druggist's wife, and shows it to the druggist.
He looks at the photo and says "Oh I didn't know you had a prescription!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-15-2003, 09:18 PM:
Rated G
Doug meets Bill at the bar after work and is once again looking down in the dumps.
"Whats wrong now Doug," asked Bill.
Doug replies, "They called in a management team and gave everyone in the office an aptitude test to see what they were best suited for."
"Yeah, so whats the problem with that," asks Bill.
Doug sighs, "Well it seems that I am best suited for unemployment."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-16-2003, 03:09 PM:
Rated G
Engineer's Retirement
There was an engineer who had an exceptional gift for fixing all things mechanical. After serving his company loyally for over 30 years, he happily retired.
A few years later the company contacted him regarding an impossible problem they were having with one of their multi-million dollar machines. They had tried everything and everyone else but to no avail.
In desperation, they called on the retired engineer who had solved so many of their problems in the past. The engineer reluctantly took the challenge. He spent a day studying the huge machine.
At the end of the day, he marked a small "x" in chalk on a particular component of the machine and proudly stated, "This is where your problem is." The part was promptly replaced and the machine worked perfectly again. The company received a bill for $50,000 from the engineer for his service. They demanded an itemized accounting of his charges.
The engineer responded briefly:
* One chalk mark: $1
* Knowing where to put it: $49,999
It was paid in full and the engineer retired again in peace. ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-19-2003, 07:24 AM:
Rated G
Two well-dressed, matronly women entered the business office and approached an executive.
"Sir," said one, "we are soliciting funds for the welfare and rehabilitation of wayward women. Would you care to donate?"
"Sorry,"replied the executive,"but I contribute directly."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-22-2003, 09:24 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
SOME DAYS YOU JUST CAN'T WIN
A woman walks into her bosses office with this complaint:
"All the other women in the office are suing you for sexual
harassment.Since you haven't sexually harassed me, I'm suing you for discrimination."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-22-2003, 09:32 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
SUITE REVENGE:
Phone won't stop ringing? Here's what you do...
Leola Starling of Ribrock, Tenn.,had a serious telephone problem. But unlike most people she did something about it.
The $10 million Ribrock Plaza Motel opened nearby and had acquired almost the same telephone number as Leola.
From the moment the motel opened,Leola was besieged by calls not
for her.Since she had the same phone number for years,she felt
that she had a case to persuade the motel management to change its number.
Naturally,the management refused claiming that it could not
change its stationery.
The phone company was not helpful, either.A number was a number,
and just because a customer was getting someone else's calls 24
hours a day didn't make it responsible.After her pleas fell on
deaf ears,Leola decided to take matters into her own hands.
At 9 o'clock the phone rang.Someone from Memphis was calling the
motel and asked for a room for the following Tuesday.Leoloa
said,"No problem.How many nights?"
A few hours later Dallas checked in.A secretary wanted a suite
with two bedrooms for a week.Emboldened,Leola said the
Presidential Suite on the 10th floor was available for $600 a
night.The secretary said that she would take it and asked if the
hotel wanted a deposit."No,that won't be necessary," Leola
said."We trust you."
The next day was a busy one for Leola.In the morning,she booked
an electric appliance manufacturers' convention for Memorial Day
weekend, a college prom and a reunion of the 82nd Airborne
veterans from World War II.
Her biggest challenge came in the afternoon when a mother called
to book the ballroom for her daughter's wedding in June.
Leola assured the woman that it would be no problem and asked if
she would be providing the flowers or did she want the hotel to
take care of it.The mother said that she would prefer the hotel
to handle the floral arrangements.Then the question of valet
parking came up.
Once again Leola was helpful."There's no charge for valet
parking,but we always recomend that the client tips the drivers."
Within a few months,the Ribrock Plaza Motel was a disaster area.
People kept showing up for weddings,bar mitzvahs,and Sweet
Sixteen parties and were all told there were no such events.
Leola had her final revenge when she read in the local paper that the motel might go bankrupt.Her phone rang,and an executive from Marriott said, "We're prepared to offer you $200,000 for the motel."
Leola replied. "We'll take it, but only if you change the
telephone number."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-23-2003, 07:23 AM:
Rated G
Becky
"Oooops!!"
On a business trip to India,a colleague of mine arrived at the airport in Delhi. He took a taxi to his hotel,where he was greeted by his hospitable Indian host.
The cab driver requested the equivalent of eight dollars U.S. for the fare,which seemed reasonable,so my friend handed him the money.But the host grabbed the bills and initiated a verbal assault upon the cabby,calling him a worthless parasite and a disgrace to their country for trying to over-charge visitors.The host threw half the amount at the driver and told him never to return.As the taxi sped off,the host gave the remaining bills to my colleague and asked him how his trip had been.
"Fine," the businessman replied,"until you chased the cab away with my luggage in the trunk."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-26-2003, 03:48 PM:
Rated G
I work for a small software company with approximately fifty
employees.My Boss was the company's third employee.At a
meeting with a potential client,our team introduced ourselves
one by one.
When it was my Boss' turn,he said,"I've been with the company for it's entire 10 year history. I started as a 'lowly programmer' and now I am a senior manager."
When it was my turn, I rose and said, "I'm new with the company. I'm still a lowly programmer."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-30-2003, 12:44 PM:
Rated G
The auto auction I attended was selling cars to benefit charity. Vehicles were classified as either "Running" or "No Start."
On the block was a No Starter. It had a shattered windshield, two tires were missing,the front bumpersagged,the grille wascockeyed,the hood was sprung up at an angle, and there were dings and dents all over the body.
Before he started the bidding,the auctioneer announced the car's year,make,and model.Then he read the owner's comments: "Please note -- the radio does not work."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2003, 10:18 PM:
Rated G
If Resumes Didn't Lie
OBJECTIVE
To sit in a cubicle and stare at a monitor for eight hours,
occasionally looking attentive when approached by a superior.
EDUCATION
School: Very Expensive
Major: Not Important
GPA: Don't Ask
EMPLOYMENT
NETWORK MANAGEMENT (9/96-Present)
Produced daily itinerary of
television programs to watch. Duties included changing channels,
avoiding infomercials, and staying tuned after those messages.
DEBT CONSOLIDATION (4/97-12/99)
Using various tools such as credit
cards and borrowed cash, I managed to combine groups of unpaid
bills into one monthly bill that goes straight to my father.
RESIDENT INHALER (9/98-6/99)
Assisted all students with chemical
intake from purchasing to exhaling.
COMPUTER SKILLS
*Solitaire *Minesweeper *On/Off Repair Method
HONORS AND AWARDS
*First Place in Miller Lite Funnel Tournament *Said Toast at
brother's wedding *High Score on Theta Chi's Pin Ball Machine
For further references,contact my mother.For positive responses,
please pose all questions as though you're considering me as a law school applicant.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-31-2003, 11:52 PM:
Rated G
Dear Architect,
Please design and build me a house. I am not quite sure of what I need, so you should use your discretion. My house should have somewhere between two and forty-five bedrooms. Just make sure the plans are such that the bedrooms can be easily added or deleted. When you bring the blueprints to me, I will make the final decision of what I want. Also, bring me the cost breakdown for each configuration so that I can arbitrarily pick one.
Keep in mind that the house I ultimately choose must cost less than the one I am currently living in. Make sure, however, that you correct all the deficiencies that exist in my current house (the floor of my kitchen vibrates when I walk across it, and the walls don't have nearly enough insulation in them).
As you design, also keep in mind that I want to keep yearly maintenance costs as low as possible. This should mean the incorporation of extra-cost features like aluminium, vinyl, or composite siding. (If you choose not to specify aluminium, be prepared to explain your decision in detail.)
Please take care that modern design practices and the latest materials are used in construction of the house, as I want it to be a showplace for the most up-to-date ideas and methods. Be alerted, however, that the kitchen should be designed to accommodate, among other things, my 1952 Gibson refrigerator.
To ensure that you are building the correct house for our entire family, make certain that you contact each of our children, and also our in-laws. My mother-in-law will have very strong feelings about how the house should be designed, since she visits us at least once a year.
Make sure that you weigh all of these options carefully and come to the right decision. I, however, retain the right to overrule any choices that you make.
Please don't bother me with small details right now. Your job is to develop the overall plans for the house: get the big picture. At this time, for example, it is not appropriate to be choosing the color of the carpet. However, keep in mind that my wife likes blue.
Also, do not worry at this time about acquiring the resources to build the house itself. Your first priority is to develop detailed plans and specifications. Once I approve these plans, however, I would expect the house to be under roof within 48 hours.
While you are designing this house specifically for me, keep in mind that sooner or later I will have to sell it to someone else. It therefore should have appeal to a wide variety of potential buyers. Please make sure before you finalize the plans that there is a consensus of the population in my area that they like the features this house has. I advise you to run up and look at my neighbour's house constructed last year. We like it a great deal. It has many features that we would also like in our new home, particularly the 75-foot swimming pool. With careful engineering, I believe that you can design this into our new house without impacting the final cost.
Please prepare a complete set of blueprints. It is not necessary at this time to do the real design, since they will be used only for construction bids. Be advised, however, that you will be held accountable for any increase of construction costs as a result of later design changes.
You must be thrilled to be working on as an interesting project as this! To be able to use the latest techniques and materials and to be given such freedom in your designs is something that can't happen very often.
Contact me as soon as possible with your complete ideas and plans.
PS: My wife has just told me that she disagrees with many of the instructions I've given you in this letter. As architect, it is your responsibility to resolve these differences. I have tried in the past and have been unable to accomplish this. If you can't handle this responsibility, I will have to find another architect.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2003, 06:48 AM:
Rated G
I work in a department that is supported by grants.On his first
day,my new Boss delivered some bad news. He said, "Unfortunately
your last Boss failed to apply for the grant that supports your
work. You will be terminated at the end of this month. Did you
know that?"
Admittedly, I was unprepared for this, but I was not shocked.
Two weeks before the end of my tenure,the new Boss came to me. He said, "Before you go,please submit the lesson plans you would have used for the next three months."
I said,"Oh, I'm sorry,those lesson plans were covered in the
grant.Didn't you know that?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2003, 04:26 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
"Now this is the verbal part of your employment test," said the
interviewer."Can you tell me what gross aggrandized annuity means?"
"Certainly," replied the applicant."It means I don't get the job."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2003, 07:44 AM:
Rated G
Seen at Fleegleman's Kosher Deli:
"The customer is always right; misinformed maybe -- perhaps impolite,stubborn, and irate, even dumb, ... but never wrong!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2003, 07:50 AM:
Rated G
"Excuse me," Nissbaum said to the cashier at David's Deli, as he examined the check, "what's this eight bucks for?"
"For the chopped liver sandwich, sir."
"Really?" said the startled customer. "Whose liver was it, Rockefeller's?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2003, 12:07 PM:
Rated G
Reasons Why Martini's Should Be Served At WORK!
It reduces work-related stress claims.
It leads to more honest communication and openness with ideas.
It reduces complaints about low pay.
It cuts down on time off because you can work with a hangover.
Employees tell management what they think,not what management
wants to hear.
It encourages carpooling.
Increase job satisfaction because if you have a bad job,you don't care.
Cuts down on vacation requests because people would rather come to work.
It makes fellow employees and people on film-tech look better.
It makes the cafeteria food taste better.
Burping during a meeting isn't so embarrassing.
Salary negotiations are a lot more profitable when boss is wasted.
Employees work later since there's no longer a need to relax at
the bar.
It helps save on heating costs in the winter.
It reduces coffee expenses.
It promotes foreign relations with the former Soviet Union.
Eliminates the need for employees to get drunk on their lunch
break.
It's an incentive to show up!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2003, 08:04 PM:
Rated G
I went to a book store and asked the saleswoman,
"Where's the self-help section?"
She said if she told me,it would defeat the purpose.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-05-2003, 08:33 AM:
Rated G
After issuing driver's licenses for 20 years,a clerk was transferred to the Marriage License Bureau.
Almost at once,he was in trouble.Young couples were leaving his window red-faced and angry.
His supervisor asked what was wrong.
"I can't seem to help it," muttered the dismayed clerk. "I just can't get out of the habit of asking whether they want the license for business or pleasure."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-05-2003, 08:45 AM:
Rated G
Baby Blues
What was the convenience store clerk's reaction when Satan came in and asked for a lemon lime drink?
He gave the Devil his Dew.
(As in Mountain Dew?)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 02:42 PM:
Rated G
When I managed a chemical plant,I instituted a rule that there
would be no playing games on our computers.So I wouldn't be
a hypocrite,I had an information technologist get rid of all the
games on my laptop.Therefore I was surprised to find my own
grandson playing solitaire on it one weekend.I asked if he had
loaded the game...
"No," he answered,"it was already there.It was just hidden,,,
taken off the main menu."
On Monday I chided our information technologist for not getting
rid of the game."But," he explained,"I thought I just had to
keep it away from *you* - not from a nine-year-old!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 03:23 PM:
Rated G
Charlie in Cleveland
One of the workers at that furniture warehouse was a bookkeeper named Renfril. he was a bland, mousy man,the kind whose clothing never got louder than beige.But he had one accomplishment that the other workers constantly referred to. Renfril was the Cal Rifken of the warehouse-- he hadn't missed a day's work since he began in 1972.In fact, he'd never shown up later than 8:55 in all that time.
So it was a shock to everyone when his seat was empty one morning. Word buzzed rapidly around the office that he hadn't even called.The whole place watched the clock -- 9:15, 9:30, 9:45, and still no Renfril.
When he finally came through the door at five to ten,the manager was right there waiting for him. Renfril's suit was rumpled, his shirt had dirt stains on it, and his hair was mussed.
"Sorry, sir," he said to the manager. "I tripped on the way out of my apartment. Fell down a whole flight of stairs. I even lost consciousness for a while. My neighbors said it looked like I was dead."
"A flight of stairs?" the manager said. "And this took you a whole hour?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-06-2003, 03:40 PM:
Rated G
John was furious when his steak arrived too rare."Waiter," he shouted, "Didn't you hear me say 'well done'?"
"I can't thank you enough, sir," replied the waiter. "I hardly ever get a compliment."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-07-2003, 07:37 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Cost Cutting Measures Effective Immediately
Due to the current financial status of the company, employees are encouraged to adopt the following cost cutting measures.
Lodging:
All employees are encouraged to stay with relatives and friends
while on business travel.If weather permits,public areas such as parks should be used as temporary lodging sites.Bus terminals,
train stations,and office lobbies may provide shelter in periods
of inclement weather.
Transportation:
Hitchhiking is the preferred mode of travel in lieu of commercial transport.Luminescent safety vests will be issued to all employees prior to their departure on business trips. Bus
transportation will be used only when work schedules require such travel.Airline tickets will be authorized in extreme
circumstances and the lowest fares will be used. For example,if a meeting is scheduled in Seattle,but the lower fare can be
obtained by traveling to Detroit,then travel to Detroit will be
substituted for travel to Seattle.
Meals:
Expenditures for meals will be limited to an absolute minimum. It should be noted that certain grocery and specialty chains, such as Hickory Farms, General Nutrition centers, and, Costco, Sam’s stores etc. often provide free samples of promotional items.Entire meals can be obtained in this manner.Travelers should also be familiar with indigenous roots,berries,and other protein sources available at their destinations. If restaurants must be utilized,travelers should use "all you can eat" salad bars.This is especially effective for employees traveling together as one plate can be used to feed the entire group. Employees are also encouraged to bring their own food on business travel.Cans of
tuna fish,Spam,and Beefaroni can be consumed at your leisure
without the necessary bother of heating or costly preparation.
Miscellaneous:
All employees are encouraged to devise innovative techniques in
effort to save company dollars. One enterprising individual has
already suggested that money could be raised during airport
layover periods which could be used to defray travel expenses. In support of this idea, red caps will be issued to all employees
prior to their departure so that they may earn tips by helping
others with their luggage.Small plastic roses and ball point pens will also be available to employees so that sales may be made as time permits
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-09-2003, 04:22 PM:
Rated G
Becky
For two years I managed a group of musicians who proudly labeled
themselves "the loudest rock 'n' roll band in L.A." One night,
during a particularly rowdy and raucous rehearsal, the boys took a break.
Rubbing one ear, the lead singer asked, "Hey, are you guys losing your hearing?"
The bass player shrugged and, pointing to his forehead,replied,
"Well,maybe just a little on top."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2003, 03:46 PM:
Rated G
....Alex
Corporate managers are always a good source of memorable quotes.
Here are some examples of mediocrity rising to the top.
As of tomorrow, employees will only be able to access the
building using individual security cards. Pictures will be taken
next Wednesday, and employees will receive their cards in two
weeks.
What I need is a list of specific unknown problems we will
encounter. E-mail is not to be used to pass on information or
data. It should be used only for company business.
This project is so important we can't let things that are more
important interfere with it.
We know that communication is a problem, but the company is not
going to discuss it with the employees.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-10-2003, 04:12 PM:
Rated G
The corporate scandals are getting bigger and bigger.
In a speech on Wall Street, President Bush spoke out on corporate responsibility, and he warned executives not to cook the books. Afterwards, Martha Stewart said the correct term was to saute the books.
--Conan O'Brien
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-11-2003, 09:36 AM:
Rated G
Michele
The four most important things for a plumber to learn:
Hot on the left, cold on the right.
Shit flows downhill.
Payday is Friday.
Don't chew your fingernails.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-11-2003, 04:50 PM:
Rated G
I JUST KNEW I WAS IN BIG TROUBLE AT WORK WHEN...
...the new policy on sexual harassment included a photo of me.
...the Security guard made a complete inventory of my work area.
...my assistant began responding to my memos with, 'Yeah,
whatever.'
...I got a 'It's for you loser' wav receiving e-mail, & not a
chime.
...my new Pentium was replaced with an 386sx-16 last weekend.
...the Human Resources Dept requested an update of my arrest
record.
...the Boss asked if I still had a copy of my 5 year contract.
...I noticed co-workers measuring my office when I arrived at
work.
...my parking spot was relocated next to the dumpster.
...my secretary sez things like 'Get the phone, my nails aren't
dry.'
...three people began helping me write a 'desk manual' for my job.
...the LAN suddenly began backing-up my computer every 10 minutes.
...a large paper recycling box was placed next to my file
cabinets.....the receptionist began saying 'Who ???' to anyone calling on me.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-12-2003, 06:40 AM:
Rated G
A blind man walks into a restaurant and sits down. The waiter, who is also the owner, walks up to the blind man and hands him a menu. "I'm sorry sir, but I am blind and can't read the menu. Just bring me a dirty fork from a previous customer, I'll smell it and order from there."
A little confused, the owner walks over to the dirty dish pile and picks up a greasy fork. He returns to the blind man's table and hands it to him. The blind man puts the fork to his nose and takes in a deep breath. "Ah, yes that's what I'll have, meatloaf and mashed potatoes."
Unbelievable, the owner says to himself as he waks towards the kitchen. The cook happens to be the owner's wife and he tells her what had just happened. The blind man eats his meal and leaves.
Several days later the blind man returns and the owner mistakingly brings him a menu again.
"Sir, remember me? I'm the blind man."
"I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you. I'll go get you a dirty fork." The owner again retrieves a dirty fork and brings it to the blind man. After another deep breath, the blind man says, "That smells great, I'll take the Macaroni and chesse with broccoli."
Once again walking away in disbelief, the owner things the blind man is screwing around with him and tells his wife that the next time the blind man comes in he's going to test him. The blind man eats and leaves.
He returns the following week, but this time the owner see's him coming and runs to the kitchen. He tells his wife, "Mary, rub this fork on your panties before I take it to the blind man."
Mary complies and hands her husband the fork back.
As the blind man walks in and sits down, the owner is ready and waiting. "Good afternoon sir, this time I remembered you and I already have the fork ready for you."
The blind man puts the fork to his nose, takes a deep whiff and says, "Hey! I didn't know that Mary worked here!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-13-2003, 02:47 PM:
Rated G
Michele
The strict and unsmiling manager noticed that the suggestion box
was missing from the wall beside the time clock. He began to ask
around to see who knew what had become of it. "You!" he yelled at one of his employees. "Where's the suggestion box?"
"I don't personally know, Sir," the employee responded. "But the
office gossip is that it's under your desk, wired, and ticking."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-13-2003, 02:50 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Two women were standing in a Victoria's Secrets store when the
sales woman noticed that that one woman's breasts were uneven
....puzzled by this, she asked her why.
The one lady says that her husband can't go to sleep without one
of her breasts in his mouth.
The sales woman said,"Well,neither can mine and my breasts are
both the same size."
The woman then proceeded to tell the sales woman,"yeah but I bet
you don't sleep in twin beds."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-14-2003, 05:14 PM:
Rated G
Jill asked Nina to pick her up at the mechanics after she dropped her car off to have some work done on it.
Nina asked, "Is this mechanic any good? I have had such a hard time finding one that I can trust to fix my car."
"Oh yes," said Jill "I was worried too when I first brought my car here that he might try to rip me off, but I was so relieved when he told me all I needed was turn signal fluid."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-15-2003, 07:02 AM:
Rated G
The pretty blonde cashier at the Giant Grocery Store told her
manager she needed some time off to rest-up because she wasn't
looking her best.
"Nonsense!" he said, "You look fine!"
"No way!!!" replied the blonde. "The men are beginning to count their change now."
Posted by Bill Gabel (Member # 1105) on 06-17-2003, 12:13 PM:
The Perfect Employee? Rated PG
Letter from supervisor to the boss of the top company
1 Bob Smith, my assistant programmer, can always be found
2 hard at work at his desk. He works indenpendently, without
3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Bob never
4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and always
5 finishes given assignment on time. Often he takes extended
6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee
7 breaks. Bob is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no
8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound
9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Bob can be
10 classed as an asset employee, the type which cannot be
11 dispensed with. Consequently, I recommend that Bob be
12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be
13 executed as soon as possible.
Addendum:
That idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote the report sent to you earlier today. Kindly re-read only the
odd numbered lines.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-19-2003, 07:36 AM:
Rated G
Have you ever found yourself just blurting out something &
wondering where it came from? Well, sometimes it happens to me.
Take last night for example...
There was a guy here, selling satellite tv service. He explained the pros & cons of satellite vs cable and was trying to get me to switch to satellite.
He told me to go check out the neighbor's programming pointing to my ex's place, 2 doors down. He said, "Go check out her setup."
Before I knew it, I said, "I already have...I used to be married
to her."
The poor guy started snickering & could hardly finish his sales
pitch.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-19-2003, 07:37 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Window Washer
There was a gentleman in the hospital bed next to me. He was
covered with bandages from head to toe. I said to him, "What do
you do for a living?"
He said, "I'm a former window washer."
I asked, "When did you give it up?"
He replied, "Halfway down."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 08:04 AM:
Rated G
: Lorraine
Two writers met. One of them asked the other, "What's the matter
with you? You look so downtrodden."
"Yes, something awful happened."
"What's that?"
"My son burned the manuscript of my latest novel."
"Your son? How old is he?"
"Three."
"Oh, it's amazing, that young and already he can read!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 08:13 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
In a small town the farmers of the community had gotten together todiscuss some important issues.About midway through the meeting,
the wife of one of the farmers stood up and spoke her piece.
One old farmer stood up and said, "What does she know about
anything?
I would like to ask her if she knows how many toes a pig has."
Quick as a flash the woman replied, "Take off your boots asshole and count them!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2003, 03:27 PM:
Rated G
One day in the grocery store, a young man was following me up and down the aisles, watching what I bought. Finally, he came up to me and explained that he was a college student buying his own groceries forthe first time. I smiled and told him I was flattered and that he could watch me and maybe learn something.
At the cold food counter, however, he was confused when I picked up a carton of eggs and popped up thelid to look inside. "What," he whispered, "are we looking for?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 07:44 AM:
Rated G
Monty: Sir, my wife insisted that I ask you for a raise.
Boss: In that case, I'll ask my wife if I should give you one.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 10:15 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
And Furthermore.....
A wholesale dealer who had a lot of trouble in getting a certain
retailer to pay his bills finally lost patience and wrote the
merchant a threatening letter. He received the following reply:
"Dear Sir: What do you mean by writing me a letter like that?
Every month I place all my bills in a hat and then figure out how much money I have to pay on my accounts.Then I have my
bookkeeper draw as many bills out of the hat as I have money
to pay.If you don't like my way of doing business,I won't even
put your bills in the hat."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 12:37 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
"May I try on that dress in the window?" the gorgeous young woman
asks the manager of the designer boutique.
"Go ahead," the manager replies."Maybe it'll attract business."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2003, 12:44 PM:
Rated G
Contrary to popular belief, used-car salesmen are fairly honest
with their customers.It's usually a condition of their parole.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2003, 05:03 AM:
Rated G
A woman walks into a convenience store. She walks straight to the manager and asks, "Do you have any small notebooks?"
"Sorry," says the manager. "We're all out."
The woman shrugs, and asks, "Well, do you have any mechanical
pencils?"
"Nope, don't have that either," says the manager.
The woman feels her stomach rumbling and asks, "Do you have
Doritos? Nachos?"
The manager shrugs, "Sorry."
"Hmmph. How about Chapstick?" says the woman.
"Nope. Don't have that."
"My God!" the woman shouts, "If you don't have anything, you
should close the stinking store!"
The manager shrugs, "Don't have the key."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2003, 05:04 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Normal people believe that if it ain't broke, don't fix it.
Engineers believe that if it ain't broke, it doesn't have enough
features yet.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2003, 05:14 AM:
Rated G
Remember when eating out was a relaxing experience? Someone else cooked for you,served you and cleaned up after you.All you had
to do was chew,swallow and pay.No longer,though.Today,you feel like a laboratory rat who has to struggle through a maze every time it wants a chunk of cheese:
"Good evening," the maitre d' said. "Table for four?"
"Yes, Thank you."
"Smoking or non?"
"Non smoking."
"Would you prefer to dine indoors or outdoors this evening?"
"I guess indoors would be good."
"Very well, sir," he said. "Would you like to be seated
in the main dining room, the enclosed patio, or our lovely
solarium?"
"Uh, let me see...uh..."
"I can give you a table with a lovely view in our lovely
solarium."
"I think the solarium would be lovely," I said.
We followed him there...
"Now, would you prefer a view overlooking the golf course,
the sunset on the lake or the majestic mountains to the West?"
"Whatever you recommend," I said.
Let HIM make a decision for a change, I thought.
He sat us by a window facing the golf course, lake or mountains.
I couldn't tell which because it was dark outside.
Then, a young man, better dressed and better looking than
any of us, presented himself at our table...
"Good evening, my name is Paul, and I'll be your waiter this
evening. Would you like a few minutes before I take your order?"
"No," I said. "I'm just a meat-and-potatoes guy, so I'll
have the filet mignon and a baked potato."
"Soup, or salad?"
"Salad."
"We have a mixed-green salad, hearts of palm, or a very fine
endive salad with baby shrimp."
"Just a mixed-green salad, okay?"
"Whatever you say, sir. Dressing?"
I didn't want to make another decision...
"Whatever you've got will be fine."
"We have Creamy Italian, Blue Cheese, Vinaigrette, Thousand
Island, Honey Dijon and Ranch."
"Just bring me one. Surprise me."
"Creamy Italian is our house specialty. Would that be
all right, sir?"
"Yeah."
I was curt. I was done with civility.
"And for your baked potato?"
I knew what was coming!
"I just want the baked potato dry, you understand?
I don't want anything on it."
"No butter? No sour cream?"
"No."
"No chives? No bacon chips ? "
"No! Don't you understand English? I don't want anything
on it. Just bring me a baked potato and a steak."
"Would you prefer the six, eight, or 12-ounce steak, sir?"
"Whatever."
"Would you like that rare, medium rare, medium, medium
well or well done? Or, if you prefer, we can butterfly
it for you."
"Pauly Boy," I said, "you are really starting to get me steamed."
"Which brings up the vegetables, sir. Would you like steamed
broccoli, creamed corn, sauteed zucchini, or diced carrots?"
That did it. I threw my napkin to the floor, stood up, put
my face right in his arrogant kisser and said, "How'd you
like to settle this outside?"
"Fine with me, sir. Would you prefer the parking lot, the
side alley or the street in front of the restaurant?"
"I prefer right here."
Then I sucker-punched him: he ducked, then countered with
a left hook right under my eye. It was the first time all night
he hadn't offered me a selection.
I collapsed semiconscious into my chair, as someone in authority
rushed over and berated Pauly.
I felt my tie being loosened, my collar unbuttoned, hands
slapping my face.
When I regained my senses, I saw the very concerned
maitre d' right in front of my nose.
He apologized and offered to buy me a drink, call the paramedics,
whatever I wanted.
"No, no," I said. "I'll be all right. Just bring me a
glass of water."
"Yes, sir, right away," he said.
"Would you prefer imported mineral water, sparkling water,
or club soda with a wedge of lime?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2003, 11:36 AM:
Rated G
Alex
In a front-page article on the Dutch company Schiphol's plans for
revamping the Arrivals Building at JFK Airport:The tile under the urinals in the Arrivals Building has that familiar lemony tinge;rubber soles stick to it.Over in Amsterdam,the tile under
Schiphol's urinals would pass inspection in an operating room.
But nobody notices.What everybody does notice is that each
urinal has a fly in it.Look harder,and the fly turns into the
black outline of a fly,etched into the porcelain.
"It improves the aim," says Aad Kieboom."If a man sees a fly,he aims at it."
Mr.Kieboom,an economist,directs Schiphol's own building
expansion.His staff conducted fly-urinal trials and found that
etchings reduce spillage by 80%.The Dutch will transfer the
technology to New York.
"We will put flies in the urinals -- yes," Jan Jansen says in a
back office at the Arrivals Building.He is the new Dutch general
manager,the boss as of noon today."It gives a guy something to
think about.That's the perfect example of process control."
His New York public relations attendant titters."Fine,laugh at
me,"Mr. Jansen says."It works."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-27-2003, 02:22 PM:
Rated G
My son is the manager of a glass and window company and advertised in the paper for experienced glaziers.Since a good glass man is hard to find, he was pleased when a man who called about the job said he had over 20 years of experience.
"Where have you worked as a glazier?" my son asked.
The man replied, "Dunkin' Donuts."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-30-2003, 05:53 PM:
Rated G
After much urging by his wife, my Uncle Joe applied for work on a farm.The foreman decided to give him a try and told him to milk a cow, equipping him with a stool and a bucket.
An hour later Uncle Joe returned dirty and sweaty, the bucket in one hand and the broken stool in the other.
"Extracting the milk was easy," he explained. "The worst part was getting the cow to sit on the stool!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-01-2003, 06:35 AM:
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The Carpenter
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Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell
into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of
farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and
goods as needed without a hitch.
Then the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small
misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference,and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.
One morning there was a knock on John's door.He opened it to
find a man with a carpenter's toolbox."I'm looking for a few
days work," he said."Perhaps you would have a few small jobs
here and there.Could I help you?"
"Yes," said the older brother."I do have a job for you.Look across the creek at that farm.That's my neighbor,in fact,it's my younger brother.
Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his
bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between
us.
Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I'll go him one
better.See that pile of lumber curing by the barn?
I want you to build me a fence - an 8-foot fence - so I won't
need to see his place anymore.Cool him down, anyhow."
The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation.
Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I'll be able to
do a job that pleases you."
The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped
the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for
the day.
The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing.About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.
The farmer's eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped.
There was no fence there at all.It was a bridge.
A bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other!
A fine piece of work, handrails and all, and the neighbor,his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.
"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said
and done."
The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge and then they
met in the middle, taking each other's hand.
They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder.
"No, wait! Stay a few days.I've got a lot of other projects for you," said the older brother.
"I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but, I have many more bridges to build."
~Author Unknown~
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2003, 04:23 AM:
Rated G
Captain Silver
A young girl (18ish) walks into a prestige car sales room. Looks
around at all the Porsches, Lamborghini's, Jags etc., and says
to the salesman "can I have the red one?" - a top of the range
Porsche.
" I'll pay cash!" and starts taking handfuls of tenners out of a
carrier bag until she gets to the right price.
The deal is finalised very quickly and the girl drives it away.
She is back 2 days later - "I want my money back...it smell
awfully bad when I use the brakes" she states emphatically.
Not wanting to lose the sale (having taken cash and fiddled the
books) the manager decides to ride in the car with her 'in case
she is not driving it properly'
He gets in and she roars out of the dealership, drops it into
second gear at 55 mph, floors the pedal again and slips into 3rd
at 80mph does a handbrake turn into a country lane and then
really starts to accelerate.
120mph into 4th gear; 5th at 145mph. The engine is screaming,
trying to leap out of the bonnet when it reaches 170mph. The
scenery is a green blur the G-force has him pinned in the seat.
In the distance, to his relief, the barriers of a level crossing
are beginning to come down and she will have to slow down (he
thinks!) instead the pitch of the engine increases.
100yards from the crossing she slams on the brakes and the car
stops inches from the barrier.
"can you smell it?" she says.
"SMELL IT? I'M SITTING IN IT!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-02-2003, 04:43 AM:
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Michele
An office reports that they have an answering machine that
instructs callers to leave their name and address, and to spell
any difficult words.
Early one Monday when the secretary was reviewing the weekend
messages, she heard an enthusiastic young woman recite her name
and address and then confidently offer, "My difficult word is
reconciliation. R-E-C-O-N-C-I-L-I-A-T-I-O-N."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-03-2003, 07:16 AM:
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Sue Bee
Proper Wages
A man owned a small farm in South Georgia.The Wage and Hour Department claimed he was not paying proper wages to his help and sent an agent to interview him."You just give me a list of your employees and tell me how much you pay them."
"All right,"said the farmer."I have a hired man. Been with me for three years.I pay him $600 a week,plus room and board.I have a cook.She's been here six months.She gets $500 a week plus room and board."
"Anybody else?"asked the agent as he scribbled on a note pad."Yeah,"the farmer said."There's a half-wit here. Works about eighteen hours a day.I pay him ten dollars a week and give him
chewing tobacco."
"Aha!"the agent roared."I want to talk to that half-wit!"
"You're talkin' to him now," said the farmer.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-05-2003, 10:51 AM:
Rated G
In a small town in the US, there is a rather sizable factory that
hires only married men. Concerned about this, a local woman called
on the manager and asked him, "Why is it you limit your employees
to married men? Is it because you think women are weak, dumb,
cantankerous...or what?"
"Not at all, Ma'am," the manager replied. "It is because our
employees are used to obeying orders, are accustomed to being
shoved around, know how to keep their mouths shut and don't pout
when I yell at them."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-05-2003, 02:23 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Talk about having second thoughts upon choosing a place to eat. Iwent into this place in Abilene Texas and said to the waitress,"I'm so hungry, I could eat a horse."
She smiled, handed me a menu and replied, "Well... you've come to the right place."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:45 AM:
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Sue Bee
The tourist wandered into a gourmet food shop in Beverly Hills. He picked out two apples and a pear.
"That will be $8.00," the storeowner said. The tourist gave him a ten-dollar bill and walked away. "Wait! Don't you want your
change?"
"Forget it. I stepped on a grape on my way in."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:49 AM:
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Janine
Boss to subordinate:
"You're my most valuable employee.Your ineptitude constantly raises the self-esteem of everyone you work with."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-06-2003, 08:53 AM:
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If there's one thing I've learned by working in retail,it's that holidays are the times when the most annoying people on Earth come to your job to rub your face in the fact that you're working.
This is probably the best thing I've ever seen on a t-shirt that
at least some of those people deserve to see. (My mom swears she's going to buy this one to wear to her job!)
Stupidity is not a crime.
You're free to go.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-07-2003, 07:20 AM:
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One day, some guys were doing a "boxers or briefs" survey. They went to a 25 year old man and asked, "Boxers or briefs?
He said briefs.
They went to a 40 year old man and asked, "Boxers or briefs?
He said boxers.
Then they went up to a 80 year old man and asked, "Boxers or briefs?
And the old man replied, "Depends."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-07-2003, 07:33 AM:
Rated G
July 7, 2003
Gentlemen:
I have just received your letter in regards to the bill I owe
you.You said the bill should have been paid long ago and you
don't understand why it wasn't.
Well, I will enlighten you. In 1957 I bought a sawmill on credit.
In 1959 I bought an ox team,a timber cart and two ponies; a shotgun,a wine tester,a Colt revolver and five razorback hogs all on credit.
In 1960 the sawmill burned down. One of my ponies died and the other I loaned to a son-of-a-bitch who starved him to death.
In 1961 my father died and my mother was hung for horse rustling.A mechanic named Joe knocked up my daughter and I had to pay the doctor $88.32 to keep the bastard from becoming a relative of mine.
In 1963 my son had the mumps and they went down on him; the doctor had to castrate him to save his life. That summer I went fishing and the boat turned over and I lost the biggest catfish you ever saw,and one of my sons drowned (not the castrated one).
In 1966 my wife ran away with another feller and left me with the three small children as a souvenir. I married the hired girl to keep down expenses,but I had trouble getting her off, and the doctortold me to try to create some excitement just as she was
beginning to get aroused.That night I pointed the shotgun out
the window while we were in bed and just as she was beginning to
orgasm I pulled the trigger.
Well,she shit the bed,I ruptured myself and killed the best damn milk cow I ever had.
The next year my troubles really started. My wife caught the clap from the ice man,my son wiped his ass with a corn cob with poison ivy on it, and someone de-nutted my best bull.
In 1970 I decided to go into another business on my own. I ordered six bee hives from Sears,Roebuck,and Company.I bought a swarm of bees and a queen bee all on credit on the installment plan.The queen bee died and I ordered another one. She turned out to be a whore and started running around with a horsefly.
The honey tasted like shit so I couldn't sell it.
So now, gentlemen, you say if I do not pay you,you will cause me trouble.Right now if it costs two cents to shit, Gentlemen:
I have just received your letter in regards to the bill I owe
you. You said the bill should have been paid long ago and you
don't understand why it wasn't. Well, I will enlighten you. In
1957 I bought a sawmill on credit. In 1959 I bought an ox team, a
timber cart and two ponies; a shotgun, a wine tester, a Colt
revolver and five razorback hogs all on credit. In 1960 the
sawmill burned down. One of my ponies died and the other I loaned
to a son-of-a-bitch who starved him to death. In 1961 my father
died and my mother was hung for horse rustling. A mechanic named
Joe knocked up my daughter and I had to pay the doctor $88.32 to
keep the bastard from becoming a relative of mine. In 1963 my son
had the mumps and they went down on him; the doctor had to
castrate him to save his life. That summer I went fishing and the
boat turned over and I lost the biggest catfish you ever saw, and
one of my sons drowned (not the castrated one). In 1966 my wife
ran away with another feller and left me with the three small
children as a souvenir. I married the hired girl to keep down
expenses, but I had trouble getting her off, and the doctor
told me to try to create some excitement just as she was
beginning to get aroused. That night I pointed the shotgun out
the window while we were in bed and just as she was beginning to
orgasm I pulled the trigger. Well, she shit the bed, I ruptured
myself and killed the best damn milk cow I ever had. The next
year my troubles really started. My wife caught the clap from the
ice man, my son wiped his ass with a corn cob with poison ivy on
it, and someone de-nutted my best bull. In 1970 I decided to go
into another business on my own. I ordered six bee hives from
Sears, Roebuck, and Company. I bought a swarm of bees and a queen
bee all on credit on the installment plan. The queen bee died and
I ordered another one. She turned out to be a whore and started
running around with a horsefly. The honey tasted like shit so I
couldn't sell it. So now, gentlemen, you say if I do not pay you, you will cause me trouble. Right now if it costs two cents to shit, I'd have to puke. Getting money out of me would be like
trying to poke butter up a wildcat's ass with a hot trowel, but
you are welcome to try.
Yours for more credit,
Max
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-07-2003, 04:55 PM:
Rated PG
A little boy runs across this farmer who has a truckload of cow manure. The boy asks him what he is going to do with all that cow poop. The farmer tells the little boy, ''I'm taking it home to put on my strawberries.'
'
The little boy looks up at the farmer and says, ''I don't know where you come from, but where I come from we put cream and sugar on our strawberries.'''
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-07-2003, 08:19 PM:
Rated PG
In a small town in the US, there is a rather sizable factory that hires only married men. Concerned about this, a local woman called on the manager and asked him, "Why is it you limit your employees to married men? Is it because you think women are weak, dumb,cantankerous...or what?"
"Not at all, Ma'am," the manager replied. "It is because our
employees are used to obeying orders, are accustomed to being
shoved around, know how to keep their mouths shut and don't pout
when I yell at them."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 03:30 PM:
Rated G
A salesman was given a hotel room next to one occupied by honeymooners.The walls were thin,and the sounds of sustained sexual frenzy poured through. Finally the salesman could stand it no longer. He pounded on the walls, yelling, "Knock it off -- there's other people trying to get some sleep!"
From the other room came a weak,faltering male voice which said, "Yell louder, mister, she can't hear you!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 04:13 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Our local fire department got a call that a flock of geese had
become stuck in a frozen lake. A rescue team crawled out onto the
ice, pushing a boat and ice-breaking tools. They got within three
yards --and the flock flew off! The men were left staring at open
water. Someone at the station asked, "How did it go?"
The reply was, "Wild goose chase."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 04:16 PM:
Rated G
A traveling salesman's car breaks down in the middle of nowhere.
So he goes looking for help, and eventually finds a lone
farmhouse. Spying a light, he goes up to the door and knocks.
"Hi. My car broke down a while back. Got a phone I can use to call
for help?" he asks the farmer when he opens the door.
"Nope," he's told. "I ain't got no phone here. But if you want, I
can give you a ride into town in the morning to get some help."
The salesman agrees, and the farmer shows him to his room.
"What's that?" he asks, spying a wall of eggs.
"My daughter, the most beautiful creature in the world, is behind
that wall," the farmer explains. "Now, come morning, if any of
them eggs are broke, I'm gonna kill you. Understand?"
The salesman agrees to this, and turns in to bed. Later that
night, though, he hears the daughter moaning from behind her
wall, and finally he can't control himself anymore. He has to see
this beauty. Rushing through the wall, he finds that she's even
more beautiful than her father said, and she's quite ready to
have fun. They spend the whole night making wild passionate love.
The salesman is woken by the rooster in the morning, and he
hears the farmer climbing the stairs. In a panic, he grabs a jar
of glue and starts gluing the eggshells back together. He has just
finished putting the last egg into the wall when the farmer bursts
into the room.
"So, you managed to control yourself," the old man says, looking
at the intact wall. "Come on down, and I'll make you breakfast."
So saying, he grabs a couple of eggs from the wall. The salesman
is petrified as he sits at the breakfast table. He knows that the
eggs the farmer picked are empty, and he knows the farmer will
catch on to what happened.
The farmer cracks open an egg.
Nothing.
He cracks open a second egg.
Again, nothing.
He cracks a third egg.
Nothing.
"Hmm," he says, looking right at the salesman, a frown appearing
on his face. "The damn rooster's been using rubbers again!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 04:22 PM:
Rated G
There was a major sale at Victoria's Secret and John wanted to get Jill some really sexy lingerie. The store was packed with women for this big sale and before he knew it, John was pushed and shoved by frantic women all trying to get at the merchandise. John remained calm for as long as he could, then
bowed his head and pushed hard and effectively and plowed through the crowd of women.
"Hey you!" an angry female voice yelled out at him, "Try acting like a gentleman!"
"That's what I HAVE BEEN doing," John retorted, "But since that isn't working out for me, I'm gonna now act like you ladies!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 04:42 PM:
Rated G
The makers of Preparation H, a well know treatment for hemorrhoids,today recalled all of their products from store shelves nationwide.
Reports of tampering have surfaced and, upon investigation, officials have found evidence that someone has inserted a form of deadly poison into the products which,if used, \will kill instantly.
Reports are just now beginning to trickle in,however,it appears that thus far the tampered with Preparation H may be responsible for the deaths of at least a dozen.... assholes.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-08-2003, 05:08 PM:
Rated G
"McDonald's announced plans to get their customers back. From now on, they're only going to serve fresh food and have clean restrooms. So what were they thinking BEFORE?"
-- Jay Leno
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-09-2003, 03:19 PM:
Rated G
Reasons For Allowing Drinking At Work
While this may appear simply as a joke,if you read carefully below, the logic is actually pretty sound.
1. It's an incentive to show up.
2. It reduces stress.
3. It leads to more honest communications.
4. It reduces complaints about low pay.
5. It cuts down on time off because you can work with a hangover.
6. Employees tell management what they think, not what management wants to hear.
7. It helps save on heating costs in the winter.
8. It encourages carpooling.
9. Increases job satisfaction because if you have a bad job you don't care.
10. It eliminates vacations because people would rather come to work.
11. It makes fellow employees look better.
12. It makes the cafeteria food taste better.
13. Bosses are more likely to hand out raises when they have had a couple of drinks.
14. Salary negotiations are a lot more profitable.
AS ALWAYS - We encourage responsible drinking
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-10-2003, 06:50 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Note on shop door:Out to lunch; if not back by five, out for
dinner also.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-14-2003, 02:47 AM:
Rated G
I guess you don't become a good waiter overnite.
A young fellow,obviously new to the job,brought my change from 4 twenties to me on a tray.
He said,"Your change is $12.83,want it?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 07:13 AM:
Rated G
Janine
Small boy in barber's chair:
"I want my hair cut like my daddy's - with a hole on top.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 03:30 PM:
Rated G
Becky
One morning while a locksmith had come to change the locks in my
house,I realized I had to run a few errands.I turned to him, a sweet older man, and said I was heading out.
As I got to the front door,I noticed my sad-faced dog staring at
me from the living room."I love you, sweet boy," I said. "Now
you be good. Okay?"
From the other room I heard a voice answer, "Okay."
[Reader's Digest]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 04:03 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
A mortician was laying out the body of a man with an unbelievably long penis. He called in his receptionist to show her.
She took one look and said, "It's just like my husband's penis."
"Wow, you mean he's got one that long?" the mortician asked.
"No," she replied. "That dead."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2003, 04:08 PM:
Rated G
Michele
I was working in a photo store, which specializes in restoring old photographs,when a lady brought in a old picture of a man sitting behind a cow,milking it.
Her: "Can you fix this picture for me?"
Me: "Sure. What would you like us to do?"
Her: "Can you move the cow?"
Me: "Move the cow?"
Her: "I want to know what my great-grandfather looked like.
That's him."
She pointed to the feet sticking out under the cow.
Me: "I don't think we can do that."
Her: "Just move the cow over,and we'll be able to see his face."
Me: "I'm sorry. We don't have the technology to do that."
Her: (getting huffy) "Well,I guess I'll just take this somewhere
else."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-16-2003, 06:21 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
SIGN ON A RESTAURANT WINDOW:
Great food! (1,000 flies can't be wrong)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-16-2003, 07:06 AM:
Rated G
Michele
I used to work in an art supply store. We sold artists' canvas by the yard, and you could get it in either of two widths: 36 inches or 48 inches.
Customer: "Can you please cut some canvas for me?"
Me: "Certainly, what width?"
Customer: (confused and slightly annoyed) "Scissors?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-16-2003, 11:07 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Max goes into his favorite deli where the waiter immediately
brings him a bowl of matzoh ball soup.The customer signals the
waiter to come back.
"Taste the soup!" he commands.
"Why?" inquires the surprised waiter.
"Taste the soup!" comes the reply.
"Max, you've been coming in here every day for ten years. There's never been anything wrong with the soup."
"Taste the soup!"
"What's wrong, too much salt--not enough salt?"
"Taste the soup!"
"What, the matzo balls aren't fluffy enough for you?"
"TASTE THE SOUP!"
The waiter finally agrees, "All right all right, I'll taste the
soup! Where's the spoon?"
"A-HA!" shouts Max.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-17-2003, 08:00 PM:
Rated G
Approaching the counter at a local post office,I said to the stern-faced woman on the other side,"Are you the Postmistress?"
"No!" she replied testily,"I'm the Postmaster - Uncle Sam doesn't pay me enough to be anyone's mistress."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 06:33 AM:
Rated G
I worked in the biology department at Buffalo State College in
New York. The Great Lakes Laboratory, also stationed at the
college, employed a licensed boat captain to man its research
vessel. It was common knowledge that the captain couldn't swim.
When newcomers learned of this, they would approach him about
it. "Is it true?" one of them asked incredulously. "You, a boat
captain, can't swim?"
"No, I can't" he replied. "Can pilots fly?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 06:35 AM:
Rated G
A lady goes into a butcher shop and is carefully looking over the
well stocked & iced selections. She stops at the whole chicken
section and selects a plump, plucked hen by its wing. She
carefully sniffs the bird first under one wing and then the next.
Grabbing one of the birds legs in one hand and the the other leg
in her other hand she takes a big sniff of the cavity.
"Butcher" she calls out, "this bird stinks."
Wiping his hands on a towel, the butcher replies, "Lady, could
you pass a test like that?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 06:41 AM:
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For many years I worked as a receptionist and switchboard
operator at a busy company.After a good annual review, my
supervisor told me I was up for a raise,pending approval of the vice president.
A month later,my supervisor called me into his office and told me the VP had refused to approve the raise.His reason? I clearly wasn't doing my job.Every time he saw me,I was either chatting with someone in the lobby or talking on the phone.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 12:06 PM:
Rated G
Two young men are talking about their boss’s upcoming wedding.
“It’s ridiculous,” one says.“He’s rich, but he’s 93 years old,
and she’s just 26. What kind of a wedding is that?”
“Well,”says the other fellow,“we have a name for it in my
family.We call it a football wedding.”
“What’s a football wedding?”the first asks.
Says his friend,“She’s waiting for him to kick off.”
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2003, 07:32 PM:
Rated G
A man goes into this local place where bricks and cement blocks
are sold, and orders 20,000 bricks.
"May I ask what you're building?" asks the man behind the counter.
"Yeah, it's going to be a barbecue."
"Damn! That's a lot of bricks for one barbecue,"
"Not really; you have to consider that I live on the 18th floor."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-20-2003, 07:01 AM:
Rated PG
The budget-minded women was always clipping coupons in the young,lean years when she was first married, and even kept detailed records of how much money she saved.
One of her first jobs way back then was running the cash register at the local drugstore.
One day,she had a self-conscious young man approach the counter
to buy some condoms.She noticed a dollar-off coupon on the box
and asked him if he'd like to use it,adding that she and her
husband had saved over $400 redeeming coupons last year.
The stunned young man replied, "On these?!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-22-2003, 06:48 AM:
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Michele
I was in a department store dressing room when I overheard a woman in the next booth make disparaging remarks about the clothes she was trying on. Finally, an attendant knocked on her door and asked if there was a specific color or style she could get for her.
"I need a dress for my class reunion," the woman answered. "I
don't care what color or style, as long as it makes me look twenty pounds lighter and ten years younger."
From another dressing room I heard a woman call out, "Make that
two."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-22-2003, 07:10 AM:
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: Michele
Rex was standing in the lingerie store staring at a collection of Wonder Bras.
The clerk noticed he had been there for some time and that he
appeared to be having trouble picking one out.She walked over
and asked him if she could be of assistance.
Rex answered, "Well... if it's a Wonder Bra, am I supposed to pick the size she is, or the size I want her to be?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-24-2003, 12:01 PM:
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A man visits a departmental stores and gets noticed by the sales
girl that he is unable to decide what to buy.
She offers to help and he tells her that he wants to buy some thing for his wife on her birthday.
She shows some bracelets. After spending some more indecisive moments on them he tells her "er...but I don't know the
size.."
She asks him if his wife's wrists look like hers and allows him to feel them.
He spends quite some time till she feels uncomfortable and finally asks... " can I see some bras too?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2003, 06:38 AM:
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My boss once asked me, "Are you trying to make a fool out of
me!?!?" I said,"Naw yer doin' just fine by yerself!!!!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2003, 07:19 AM:
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Born On The Fourth of July
How it all started
In ancient Israel, it came to pass that a trader by the name of Abraham Com did take unto himself a young wife by the name of Dot. And Dot Com was a comely woman, broad of shoulder and long of leg. Indeed, she had been called Amazon Dot Com.
She said unto Abraham, her husband, "Why doth thou travel far from town to town with thy goods when thou can trade without ever leaving thy tent?" And Abraham did look at her as though she were several saddle bags short of a camel load, but simply said, "How, Dear?" And Dot replied, "I will place drums in all the towns and drums in between to send messages saying what you have for sale
and they will reply telling you which hath the best price. And the sale can be made on the drums and delivery made by Uriah's Pony Stable (UPS)."
Abraham thought long and decided he would let Dot have her way with the drums.The drums rang out and were an immediate success. Abraham sold all the goods he had at the top price, without ever moving from his tent. But this success did arouse envy. A man named Maccabia did secret himself inside Abraham's drum and was accused of insider trading. And the young man did take to Dot
Com's trading as doth the greedy horsefly take to camel dung. They were called Nomadic Ecclesiastical Rich Dominican Siderites, or NERDS for short. And lo, the land was so feverish with joy at the new riches and the deafening sound of drums, that no one noticed that the real riches were going to the drum maker, one Brother William of Gates, who bought up every drum company in the land. And indeed did insist on making drums that would work only with Brother Gates' drumheads and drumsticks.
Dot said, "Oh, Abraham, what we have started is being taken over by others." Abraham looked out over the Bay of Ezekiel, or as it came to be known "eBay" he said, "we need a name that reflects what we are," and Dot replied, "Young Ambitious Hebrew Owner Operators." "YAHOO", said Abraham. And that is how it all began, It wasn't Al Gore after all.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2003, 09:06 AM:
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Janine
At the drugstore, a young male cashier stared at the pretty
young woman whose total came to $15.She handed him a $100 bill and waited for change.
"Here you go" said the cashier,smiling as he returned the proper amount. "Have a great day!"
The man behind her put down his items on the counter. His
total came to $18.He,too, gave the cashier a $100 bill.
"I'm sorry sir" said the cashier, "but we can't accept anything larger than a fifty." He pointed to a sign stating store policy.
"But you just accepted that last girl's hundred," argued the man.
"I had to," replied the cashier. "I had her phone number on it"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2003, 09:20 AM:
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The interviewer examined the job application then turned to the
prospective employee."I see you have put 'ASAP' down for the
date you are available to start, meaning as soon as possible, of
course.However,I see you've put 'AMAP'down for required salary. I don't believe I've ever seen that before, what does it mean?"
The applicant replied, "As Much as Possible!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-03-2003, 03:00 PM:
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Michele
One morning a local highway department crew reaches their job-site and realizes they have forgotten all their shovels.
The crew's foreman radios the office and tells his supervisor the situation.
The supervisor radios back and says, "Don't worry, we'll send some shovels...just lean on each other until they arrive."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-04-2003, 04:23 PM:
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What does it mean when the flag at thePost Office is flying at half mast?
They're hiring
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 08-04-2003, 05:36 PM:
The owner of a well-established, very well respected,
third generation family-owned garment business met
with his Board of Directors. Due to the recession,
business had been very bad. Sales were down and
costs were up. The owner and his wife had poured
every penny they had back into the business in the
hope of keeping it afloat, but still ... things looked
very precarious.
The Board of Directors offered no solutions, so as a
last resort the owner decided to seek advice from his
Rabbi. He poured out the story, with tears running down
his face about the three generations of family sacrifice
that had gone into building this once-thriving business.
He ended by asking plaintively, "So Rabbi, what should
I do?"
The Rabbi, a very old and wise man, said nothing for a
long time, and then quietly intoned, "So here's vat I vant
you should do. Get a beach chair, and a Bible. Put dem
in your car. Drive down to the water's edge. Sit in dis
beach chair vit the Bible open on your lap, and let the
vind from the sea rifle the pages of the open Bible ..."
"Yes Rabbi ...yes?!..." encouraged the business owner,
completely at a loss for any better ideas.
"... and ven the pages stop turning in the vind I vant you
should look down at dat page, and read the first thing
you see. And dat vill be vat you must do." pronounced
the Rabbi with great certainty.
A year passes ... and the business owner (not a very
religious man) returns to pay a visit to the Rabbi. The
man is wearing a brand new $2000 handmade Italian
suit; his wife looked stunning in her new mink coat; they
had driven to see the Rabbi in their brand BMW 740i
Sedan. The business owner discretely pulled the Rabbi
aside and slipped an envelope to him, stuffed with
money.
"Rabbi" he whispered, "this is a little something for you
and your wife, and here's also a check for $25,000
toward your congregation."
The Rabbi, although very old, remembered the man.
"So, you did vat I said?"
"Absolutely!"
"You vent to the beach?"
"Yes I did!"
"And you sat in the beach chair vit the Bible open
on your lap?"
"Yes Rabbi."
"Absolutely!"
"And you let the vind rifle through the pages until
they stopped?"
"Absolutely!"
"And vat vere the first words that you read on
that page?"
"Chapter Eleven."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-06-2003, 03:34 AM:
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Louise
Lawyer Test
"If you're going to work here young man," said the boss,"the
number two thing you must learn is that we are very keen on
cleanliness in this firm."
"Did you wipe your feet on the mat as you came in?"
"Oh,yes,sir." responded the young man.
"And another thing the number one thing we are very keen on is
truthfulness.There is no mat." said the boss.
Posted by Brad Miller (Member # 2) on 08-07-2003, 01:12 AM:
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Subject: Company Policy
Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage,
hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it.
Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb
towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray
all of the other monkeys with cold water. After a while,
another monkey makes an attempt with the same result - all the
other monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon, when
another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys
will try to prevent it.
Now, put away the cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage
and replace it with a new one. The new monkey sees that banana
and wants to climb the stairs. To his surprise and horror, all
of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt and
attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will
be assaulted.
Next, remove another of the original five monkeys an replace
it with a new one. The newcomer goes to the stairs and is
attacked. The previous newcomer takes part in the punishment
with enthusiasm! Likewise, replace a third original monkey
with a new one, then a fourth, then the fifth.
Every time the newest monkey takes to the stairs, he is
attacked. Most of the monkeys that are beating him have no
idea why they were not permitted to climb the stairs or why
they are participating in the beating of the newest monkey.
After replacing all the original monkeys, none of the remaining
monkeys have ever been sprayed with cold water. Nevertheless,
no monkey ever again approaches the stairs to try for the
banana.
Why not?
Because as far as they know that's the way it's always been
done around here.
And that is how company policy begins.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-18-2003, 11:41 AM:
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Michele
At a company in the UK, a Quality Initiative made use of posters
around the office featuring parts of motivating words such as:
'S CCESS' and 'VAL E'.
This was supposed to make you think that what was missing was 'U'
(you).
However, to the joy of the staff, a handwritten addition to the
posters appeared.
It was the single word: 'B LL'.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2003, 06:54 AM:
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B.B.
New Candy
The Cadbury's Candy and the Bayer Drug companies have combined to market the new Mint flavored birth control pill that women may take immediately before sex.
They will be distributed by the large major drug store chains and Walmart's Pharmacies.
They're going to be called: Predickamints
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2003, 07:17 AM:
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Michele
In this age of safe sex the need for condoms are a must but some
people still have a difficult time buying them.Take my friend,
Joe.Our local store carries condoms behind the counter and you
need to ask the salesperson to get them.
Joe went up to the salesperson,but he was so nervous he could
only ask where the straws were.So he bought the straws and left,
only to have to come back to buy his condoms.
Again,Joe came into the store and was still so nervous he could
only ask where the tweezers were,so he bought a pair of tweezers
and left.
Joe once again had to go back and buy his condoms.He went up to
the salesperson and said, in a low tone,"I need some condoms."
The salesperson rang up the sale and said,"First you come in to
buy straws,then to buy tweezers,and now to buy condoms.What I
want to know is..... are you going to suck it, pluck it, or fuck
it?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-20-2003, 10:26 AM:
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German motoring phrases
Because Of the purchase of Chrysler by Daimler-Benz, new Chrysler owners manuals will be in German starting in 2004. To help you understand the manuals, here are a collection of common German motoring phrases.
1) Die BlinkenLeiten Tickentocken = Signal Indicators
2) Pullknob und KnuckleChoppen = Auto Hood (Bonnet)
3) Der Spitzenpoppenbangentuben = Exhaust
4) Das Kulink mit Schlippenundshaken = Clutch
5) Der Phlatt mit Bloody fukken = Puncture
6) Der Twatten mit Elplatz = Learner driver
7) Das Bagsaroomfurshagginkin = Estate car
8) Der Flippenflappenschitspreader = Windshield wipers
9) Der Klunkenklinkenfrauleinstrappen = Seatbelt
10) Das Buch fur Aresewipen = Highway code
11) Die Dippenuntdazzel Eiblinden = Headlights
12) Der Pedalpuschinpilloken = Cyclist
13) Der Fukkengratentrucken = Truck
14) Der Bananwaltzen = Skid
15) Dast Fukkennearenschitzenselfen = Near accident ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-21-2003, 06:37 AM:
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B.B.
In an upscale pet-supply store,
a customer wanted to buy a
red sweater for her dog.
The clerk suggested that she
bring her dog in for a proper fit.
"I can't do that!" the lady said.
"The sweater is a surprise!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-21-2003, 07:35 AM:
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There was a Engineer who was studying the functions of various
parts of the human body.By the by he arrived at the navel and
couldnt figure out it's function.
He sat contemplating the navel for a long while and finally
picked up a phillips type screwdriver and unscrewed the navel --
The asshole fell off!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2003, 06:11 AM:
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Michele
Several of us librarians received invitations,each of which had
the person's name and an abbreviation of the job title. Reference Librarian, for example,was shortened to "Ref. Lib."
Since I work in the Local Studies section,mine was addressed
to "Alan Duckworth, Local Stud."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-22-2003, 06:15 AM:
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Michele
Billy Bob's parents were thrilled and excited when he joined the
Army;he was going to serve his country.After Billy Bob had
completed basic training,he invited his parents to come to the
base and spend the day there.He said that special programs had
been set up for all the parents, so that they could see the
results of the training. His parents showed up,eager to see what Billy Bob had learned.
After all the parents had visited with their sons,the Drill
Sergeant announced that the group would do an exhibition of
marching,to show off the skills their sons had learned.The
troops lined up in formation and marched by the group of parents.
As they went by,Billy Bob's mother said to his father,"I'm so
proud of Billy Bob. Look at him.He's out there marching,and do
you notice,he's the only one in step?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-23-2003, 05:24 AM:
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B.B.
Fire Sale
After meeting with the boss,the head salesperson mustered the
troops.
"People," he said,"I've just been informed that we're going to be having a fire sale."
"A fire sale?" spoke up one agent. "But we sell insurance."
"I said a fire sale, and I meant it," he replied rather
coldly. "Anyone who doesn't make a sale gets fired...."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-25-2003, 09:10 AM:
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Lorraine
Advertising sure brings quick results--last week I advertised for a night watchman--the same night my safe was robbed.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-25-2003, 10:30 AM:
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New Employee
A boss tells his new employee, I'll give you eight bucks and hour starting today and in three months, I'll raise it to ten bucks an hour.
So when would you like to start?
In three months.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-26-2003, 07:32 AM:
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Michele
When the office printer's type began to grow faint,the office
manager called a local repair shop where a friendly service agent told him that the printer probably only needed a thorough
cleaning.Because the store charged $50 for such cleanings,he
said, the manager might try reading the printer's manual and doing the job himself.
Pleasantly surprised by the man's candor,the office manager asked,"Does your boss know that you discourage business!?"
Actually it's my boss's idea," the employee replied."We usually
make more money on repairs if we let people try to fix things
themselves first."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-26-2003, 08:02 AM:
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Louise
A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost.He reduced
altitude and spotted a woman below.
He descended a bit more and shouted,"Excuse me, can you help me?
I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am."
The woman below replied, "You're in a hot air balloon hovering
approximately 30 feet above the ground. You're between 40 and 41
degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west
longitude."
"You must be an engineer," said the balloonist.
"I am," replied the woman, "How did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is,
technically correct,but I've no idea what to make of your
information,and the fact is I'm still lost.Frankly, you've not
been much help at all.If anything,you've delayed my trip."
The woman below responded,"You must be in Management."
"I am," replied the balloonist,"but how did you know?"
"Well," said the woman,"you don't know where you are or where
you're going. You have risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise,which you've no idea how to keep,and you expect people beneath you to solve your problems.
The fact is you are in exactly the same position you were in
before we met,but now, somehow,it's my fault."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-02-2003, 08:37 AM:
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Harry,a TV repairman,was called to fix a television set that
had neither sound nor picture.Left alone in the room,Harry
spotted the cause immediately: the set was unplugged.Harry faced a dilemma:one part of him said he shouldn't charge the woman;the other insisted he be paid for his time.Finally,he presented her with a minimum-charge service bill,which read:"Restored isolated connecting cable to primary power source. $25."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-02-2003, 08:05 PM:
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Michele
I can't say I've ever gotten a shave from a barber, but I've seen
others who have. I was in a shop once, and an obviously new barber
nicked a customer several times while giving him a shave.
The new man, in an effort to smooth things over asked solicitously,
"Do you want your head wrapped in a hot towel?"
"No thanks." said the customer. "I'll carry it home under my arm."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-03-2003, 02:40 PM:
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Sue Bee
Our armored car arrived earlier than usual, so my deposit wasn't
quite ready. As the young man waited patiently for me to secure
the bag, I said, "Sorry to hold you up."
"Delay, delay," he corrected me. "We don't use that other phrase."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2003, 06:08 AM:
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Faye in Kingston, Ontario
Unfortunately there is more truth than fiction here. Below is an actual letter sent to a bank.
The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New York Times.
I can relate!
Dear Sir:
I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavoured to pay my plumber last month. By my calculations, three nanoseconds must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honour it.I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary,an arrangement which,I admit,has only been in place for eight years.
You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity,and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank.My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways.
I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters,when I try to contact you,I am confronted by the impersonal,overcharging,pre-recorded faceless entity which your bank has become.
From now on,I,like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person.My mortgage and loan repayments will,therefore and hereafter,no longer be automatic,but will arrive at your bank, by check,addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.
Be aware that it is an offence under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope.Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to complete.I am sorry it runs to eight pages,but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative.Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary Public, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.
In due course,I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me.I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but,again,I have modeled it on the number of button presses required to access my account balance on your phone bank service.As they say,imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Let me level the playing field even further. Press buttons as follows:
1. To make an appointment to see me.
2. To query a missing payment.
3. To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
4. To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.
5. To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
6. To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not at home.
7. To leave a message on my computer,a password to access my computer is required.
Password will be communicated at a later date to the Authorized Contact.
8. To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through 7.
9. To make a general complaint or inquiry.
The contact will then be put on hold,pending the attention of my automated answering service.While this may,on occasion,involve a lengthy wait,uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.Regrettably,but again following your example,I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.
May I wish you a happy,if ever-so-slightly less prosperous New Year?
Your Humble Client:D
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2003, 06:43 AM:
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Mr. Jacobson decided to take a week off from the pressures of the office and went skiing. Alas, no sooner did he reach the slopes than he heard an ominous rumbling: moments later a sheet of snow came crashing toward him.
Fortunately,Mr. Jacobson was able to jump into a cave just before the avalanche hit. Just as fortunately,he had matches with him and was able to light a fire.
Hours later,when everyone but Mr. Jacobson had returned,a rescue
team was sent to search for him. After several hours they saw
smoke curling from the cave and went to investigate.Poking his
head into the entrance,one of the rescuers yelled, "Mr.Jacobson, are you there? It's the Red Cross."
Bristling, the harried executive called back, "Get lost. I gave at the office!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-04-2003, 07:19 AM:
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Louise
Woe to the poor accountant!Here is a collection of accountant jokes!
What's the definition of an accountant?
- Someone who solves a problem you didn't know you had in a way you don't understand.
What's the definition of a good tax accountant?
- Someone who has a loophole named after him.
What's an auditor?
- Someone who arrives after the battle and bayonets all the wounded.
Why did the auditor cross the road?
- Because he looked in the file and that's what they did last year.
There are three kinds of accountants in the world: those who can
count and those who can't.
How do you drive an accountant completely insane?
- Tie him to a chair, stand in front of him and fold up a road map the wrong way.
What do accountants suffer from that ordinary people don't?
- Depreciation.
An accountant is someone who knows the cost of everything and the value of nothing. ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2003, 07:41 AM:
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A vacationer called a seaside hotel to ask its location. "It's only a stone's throw from the beach," he was told.
"But how will I recognize it?" asked the man.
Came the reply: "It's the one with all the broken windows."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2003, 07:44 AM:
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Michele
A man came up with a new invention, a vibrating tampon.
That way a woman can be at her best, when she is at her worst.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-05-2003, 01:31 PM:
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Lorraine
One night at an economy motel, I ordered a 6:00 a.m. wake-up call.
The next morning, I awoke before 6:00, but the phone did not ring until 6:30.
"Good morning," a young man said sheepishly. "This is your wake-up call."
Annoyed, I let the hotel worker have it.
"You were supposed to call me at 6:00 AM!" I complained. "What if I had a million-dollar deal to close this morning, and your
oversight made me miss out on it?"
"Well, sir," the desk clerk quickly replied, "if you had a million-dollar deal to close, you probably wouldn't be staying in this motel!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 08:57 AM:
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Michele
A reporter from New York was visiting an old colleague who now edited a newspaper in a tiny Vermont town.
"I don't see how you do it,"the NY reporter said."How can you drum up interest in the news when everybody in town knows what everybody else is doing?"
"Sure they know," the editor said,"but they read the paper to see who got caught at it."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 10:59 AM:
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Michele
Checking the menu,a restaurant customer ordered a bowl of vegetable soup.After a couple of spoonfuls, he saw a circle of wetness right under the bowl on the tablecloth.
He called the waitress over and said,"It's all wet down here.The bowl must be cracked."
The waitress said,"You ordered vegetable soup, didn't you?"
"Yes."
"Maybe it has a leek in it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 11:13 AM:
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Sue Bee
A young woman who was worried about her habit of biting her fingernails down to the quick was advised by a friend to take up yoga.
She did,and soon her fingernails were growing normally.
Her friend asked her if yoga had totally cured her nervousness.
"No," she replied, "but now I can reach my toe-nails so I bite them instead."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-09-2003, 08:28 PM:
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Michele
My engineer husband is meticulous but mild-mannered. While our new house was being built,he would leave notes for the workmen,
politely calling their attention to mistakes or oversights.
Two weeks before we were to move in,the floors still were not
finished, the bathrooms not tiled,nor were necessary fixtures
installed.I was sure that the work would never be completed in
time. However, on moving day, we found that the house was ready to receive us.
Curious as to how this miracle had been accomplished, I went and
checked where my husband always left his notes for the workmen.
Posted prominently on the living room wall was my husband's last
note: "After September 15, all work will be supervised by 5
children."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-10-2003, 06:50 AM:
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Michele
Customer at a counter of a lawn ornament shop:"Give me four of
those pinwheels,two of those pink flamingos,two of the
sunflowers,and one of those bent-over grandma in bloomers."
Cashier reply's:"That'll be eight dollars for the pinwheels,ten dollars for the flamingos,six dollars for the sunflowers,and an apology to my wife!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-11-2003, 12:32 PM:
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Michele
Female bosses are not uncommon at all these days.In fact,some of them are tougher than the men.One such femme had an employee
report two hours late.
The employee was limping, bruised about the face and had his arm
in a sling.She glared at him, then at the clock.He said, "I got
hit by a car this morning."
She replied,"And that took two hours?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-11-2003, 12:46 PM:
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Becky
Advice for the working class:
1) If you can't get your work done in the first 24 hours,work
nights.
2) A pat on the back is only a few centimeters from a kick in the ass.
3) Don't be irreplaceable,if you can't be replaced,you can't be promoted.
4) It doesn't matter what you do,it only matters what you say
you've done and what you're going to do.
5) After any salary raise,you will have less money at the end of the month than you did before.
6) The more shit you put up with,the more shit you are going to
get.
7) You can go anywhere you want if you look serious and carry a
clipboard.
8) Eat one live toad the first thing in the morning and nothing
worse will happen to you the rest of the day.
9) When the bosses talk about improving productivity,they are
never talking about themselves.
10) If at first you don't succeed,try again.Then quit.No use
being a damn fool about it.
11) There will always be beer cans rolling on the floor of your
car when the boss asks for a ride home from the office.
12) Keep your boss's boss off your boss's back.
13) Everything can be filed under "miscellaneous."
14) Never delay the ending of a meeting or the beginning of a
cocktail hour.
15) To err is human,to forgive is not our policy.
16) Anyone can do any amount of work provided it isn't the work
he/she is supposed to be doing.
17) Important letters that contain no errors will develop errors
in the mail.
18) If you are good,you will be assigned all the work.If you
are really good,you will get out of it.
19) You are always doing something marginal when the boss drops
by your desk.
20) People who go to conferences are the ones who shouldn't.
21) If it wasn't for the last minute, nothing would get done.
22) At work, the authority of a person is inversely proportional
to the number of pens that person is carrying.
23) When you don't know what to do, walk fast and look worried.
24) Following the rules will not get the job done.
25) Getting the job done is no excuse for not following the
rules.
26) When confronted by a difficult problem you can solve it more
easily by reducing it to the question,"How would the Lone Ranger handle this?"
27) No matter how much you do,you never do enough.
28) The last person that quit or was fired will be held
responsible for everything that goes wrong.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-11-2003, 02:31 PM:
Rated G
Michele
I had forgotten to get my estrogen patch prescription refilled,
and soon the symptoms of menopause--hot flashes,forgetfulness,
and irritability returned.
At the drugstore,I found myself telling the pharmacist all about my problems.After listening patiently, he asked,"So,how many people asked you to get this refilled?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-12-2003, 10:09 AM:
Rated G
Michele
There was this bank where the employees went on strike leaving the bank officers to do the teller's tasks.
While the strike was on this customer called the bank and asked if they were open.
They told her they had two windows open.
Then she asked, "Can't I just come though the front door?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 05:39 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
I arrived early at the office one morning and noticed that someone had left the lid to the copy machine open. I closed the lid and settled in for the workday.
Over the next few weeks I found someone was continually leaving the lid up.Finally I caught the guilty party, surprised that I hadn't figured it out before.
The culprit was Richard,the only male on our staff.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 06:23 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Rejected McDonald's Slogans
Tastes Just Like Real Food!
Same Crap, Same Prices -- Just Keep Buyin' It, Tubby
Spill a Coffee and WIN!
You Don't Want to Waste Away Like That Subway Guy, Do You?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-14-2003, 09:42 AM:
Rated G
Michele
A man came into a gun shop and asked to see a shotgun.
The clerk, seeing that the customer was obviously very wealthy,
showed him a Belgian handcrafted mother of pearl inlay weapon and demonstrated its fine points.A bargain at $20,000.
The customer says,"No, not quite what I need."
Then the clerk brings out an English model and shows off its fine points."A steal at only $7,500."
The customer says, "No, I don't need anything that fancy."
The clerk, disappointed, shows the customer a Winchester 'over and under' mass production model.Only $129.95.
The customer says "That will do nicely.After all,it is a small, informal wedding."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-15-2003, 05:20 AM:
Rated PG
Hank in Simi
The Cadbury's Candy and the Merck Drug companies have combined to market the new Mint flavored birth control pill that women may take immediately before sex.
They will be distributed by the large major drug store chains and Walmart's Pharmacies.
They're going to be called: 'Predickamints'
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-15-2003, 10:47 AM:
Rated G
Working as a secretary at an international airport,my sister had an office adjacent to where security temporarily holds suspects.
One day security officers were questioning a man when they
were suddenly called away on another emergency.To the horror of my sister and her colleagues,the man was left alone in the unlocked room.After a few minutes,the door opened,and he began to walk out.
Summoning up her courage, one of the secretaries barked, "Get back in there,and don't come out until you're told!"
The man scuttled back inside and slammed the door. When the
security people returned,the woman reported what had happened.
Without a word, an officer walked into the room and released
one very frightened telephone repairman.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-16-2003, 07:22 AM:
Rated G
A sign over a display of pine boards at HOME DEPOT:
"Knotty, but Nice!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-16-2003, 08:37 AM:
Rated PG
Michele
The Pharoah was dictating,and his scribe was busily chipping away at the stone tablet. "I have plans . . . to form," the monarch said slowly, "a personal bodyguard . . . of stalwart . . and virile . . . young men."
The chips flew,but then suddently ceased flying and the perspiring chiseler looked up inquiringly, "Excuse me, your Majesty, but is virile spelled with one or two testicles?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2003, 05:14 PM:
Rated G
Michele
"I know you can't get married on the money I pay you,"said the
boss to his new employee,"but someday you'll thank me for it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-24-2003, 08:16 AM:
Rated G
Janine
Secretary on the phone:
"Our automatic answering device is away for repair. This is a person speaking."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-25-2003, 06:37 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
Newlyweds.....
In our local department store,a salesperson was waiting on a young woman whose recent wedding we had both attended.The new bride asked to see twin-bed sheets.The clerk bit her lip as she rummaged through the packages on the shelf.Finally she burst out,"It's none of my business,but twin beds? You're practically still on your honeymoon!" It was the saleswoman's turn to blush as the bride picked out one package of sheets.
"You're taking it for granted that we have two twin beds," she
replied.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-25-2003, 06:46 AM:
Rated G
KNJ
A bewildered-looking man walked up to one of our bank's customer-
service representatives."I want to deposit my paycheck,but I'm
not sure how to do it," he said.
"No problem," said Linda as she took his check and passbook.
There was a flurry of activity for a few moments,and then his passbook was handed back to him.
The man looked at his book,noting the deposit and,smiling,
said, "That's it?"
"That's it. Just give your paycheck to me, and I'll take care if it."
The man suddenly looked at her curiously."Say,"he drawled,"are you my wife?"
--Readers Digest
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-14-2003, 04:39 AM:
Rated G
Diane in Reno
I just received the following dreadful warning: There is a new virus.The code name is "WORK".
If you receive WORK from your colleagues,your boss,via e-mail, or from anyone else - do not touch WORKunder any circumstances.This virus wipes out your private life completely. If you should happen to come in contact with this virus, take two friends and go straight to the nearest bar.
Order drinks and after three rounds,you will find that WORK has been completely deleted from your brain.
Forward this virus warning immediately to at least five friends.
Should you realize you do not have five friends, this means you are already infected by this virus and WORKalready controls your whole life.If this is the case,go to the bar and stay until you make at least five friends.Then retry.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-14-2003, 07:28 AM:
Rated PG
1) Americans and Canadians are not the only ones who get poor service from their ISP, cable and/or alarm companies. (NTL is a cable operator in Britain).
2) The Brits probably write the world's best letters of complaint.
WARNING: some adult content
Dear Cretins:
I have been an NTL customer since 9th July 2001, when I signed up or your four-in-one deal for cable TV, cable modem, telephone, and alarm monitoring. During this three-month period I have encountered inadequacy of service which I had not previously considered possible, as well as ignorance and stupidity of monolithic proportions.Please allow me to provide specific details, so that you can either pursue your professional prerogative and seek to rectify these difficulties -- or more likely (I suspect) so that you can have some entertaining reading material as you while away the working day smoking B&H and drinking vendor-coffee on the bog in your office.
My initial installation was cancelled without warning, resulting in my spending an entire Saturday sitting on my fat arse waiting for your technician to arrive. When he did not arrive, I spent a further 57 minutes listening to your infuriating hold music, andthe even more annoying Scottish robot woman telling me to look at your helpful website. HOW? I alleviated the boredom by playing with my testicles for a few minutes -- an activity at which you are no doubt both familiar and highly adept. The rescheduled installation then took place some two weeks later, although the technician did forget to bring a number of vital tools -- such as a drill-bit, and his cerebrum.
Two weeks later, my cable modem had still not arrived. After 15 telephone calls over four weeks my modem arrived, six weeks after I had requested it -- and begun to pay for it. I estimate your internet server's downtime is roughly 35% -- the hours between about 6 pm and midnight, Monday through Friday, and mostof the weekend. I am still waiting for my telephone connection.I have made nine callson my mobile to your no-help line, and hav been unhelpfully transferred to a variety of disintereste individuals who are, it seems, also highly skilled bollock jugglers.I have been informed that a telephone line is available (and someone will call me back); that I will be transferred to someone who knows whether or not a telephone line is average (and then been cut off); that I will be transferred to someone (and then been redirected to an answering machine informing me that your office is closed); that I will be transferred to someone and then been redirected to the irritating Scottish robot woman. And several other variations on this theme.
Doubtless you are no longer reading this letter, as you have at least a thousand other dissatisfied customers to ignore, and also another one of those crucially important testicle moments to attend to. Frankly I don't care. It's far more satisfying as a customer to voice my frustrations in print than to shout them at your unending hold music.
Forgive me, therefore, if I continue.
I thought British Telecom was shit; that they had attained the holy piss-pot of god-awful customer relations; and that no one,anywhere, ever, could be more disinterested, less helpful or more obstructive to delivering service to their customers. That's why I chose NTL, and because, well, there isn't anyone else, is there?
How surprised I therefore was, when I discovered to my considerable dissatisfaction and disappointment what a useless shower of bastards you truly are. You are sputum-filled pieces of distended rectum incompetents of the highest order. BT -- wankers though they are -- shine like brilliant beacons of success in the filthy mire of your seemingly limitless inadequacy.
Suffice to say that I have now given up on my futile and foolhardy quest to receive any kind of service from you. I suggest that you cease any potential future attempts to extort payment from me for the services which you have so pointedly and catastrophically failed to deliver. Any such activity will be greeted initially
with hilarity and disbelief and will quickly be replaced by derision, and even perhaps bemused rage.
I enclose two small deposits, selected with great care from my cat's litter tray, as an expression of my utter and complete contempt for both you and your pointless company. I sincerely hope that they have not become desiccated during transit -- they were satisfyingly moist at the time of posting, and I would feel considerable disappointment if you did not experience both their rich aroma and delicate texture. Consider them the very embodiment of my feelings towards NTL, and its worthless employees.
Have a nice day. May it be the last in your miserable short lives, you irritatingly incompetent and infuriatingly unhelpful bunch of twits.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-14-2003, 07:35 AM:
Rated G
Thought I'd let you in on www.film-tech.com retirement plan.
If you had bought $1,000.00 of Nortel stock one year ago, it would now be worth $49.00.
With Enron, you would have $16.50 of the original $1,000.00.
With WorldCom, you would have less than $5.00 left.
If you had bought $1,000.00 worth of Budweiser (thebeer, not the stock) one year ago, drunk all the beer, then turned in the cans for the 10 cent deposit, you would have $214.00.
Based on the above, F-T's current investment advice is to drink heavily and recycle. This is the new retirement program.... they call it the 401Keg.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-17-2003, 10:22 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
I was sitting in the foyer of a bank when a young man walked by
and then stopped for a moment on his way out.I noticed that one
of the latches on his overstuffed briefcase was unfastened,
putting strain on the remaining latch."You're going to lose the contents of your briefcase," I warned him.
Just then the case burst open. He stared at me with something akin to fear in his eyes as he gasped, "How on earth did you do that?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-17-2003, 02:48 PM:
Rated G
Michele
A major electronics company,Siemens,is introducing a tiny necklace cell phone for women.
Have you seen this thing? It's on a chain - you wear it around your neck - it hangs down right here to a woman's cleavage.
The only problem women have with it;when it rings,every guy in the room yells,'I'll get it.'
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-20-2003, 07:30 AM:
Rated G
Michele
You Know Your Office is in the Ghetto When.....
The President wears leather suits and silk shirts.
Dental coverage reimburses for gold fronts.
Your voice mail plays "Computer Love."
The secretary wears one pink sponge roller.
The payroll clerk carries petty cash in her bra.
The letterhead has another company's name scratched off.
The boss has a pimp cane.
Your co-workers barbecue on the fire escape.
Your VP has gotta be home by 2 PM cause he's on house arrest.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-21-2003, 10:02 AM:
Rated G
Michele
I was standing in line at a restaurant, waiting to pay my bill
behind two women who handed the young waitress a credit card.
After swiping the card through the card reader,she loudly called out to her manager,"Mr.Mellon, what do I do if it says REJECTED?"
As the women's faces reddened and customers turned to look,Mr.
Mellon walked out from the kitchen."Well," he answered, wiping his hands,"the first thing you do is shout it out loud enough to embarrass the customer,who might have been thinking of leaving you a tip."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-21-2003, 11:10 AM:
Rated X or G Depends on your Point of View LAS in CT.
TOP TEN THINGS THAT SOUND DIRTY, BUT IN THE OFFICE, AREN'T:
10. I need to whip it out by 5.
9. Mind if I use your laptop?
8. Just stick it in my box.
7. If I have to lick one more, I'll gag!
6. I want it on my desk, NOW!!!!!
5. HMMMMM, I think it's out of fluid!
4. My equipment is so old, it takes forever to finish.
3. It's an entry level position.
2. When do you think you'll be getting off today?
And the number 1 thing that sounds dirty but at the office isn't:
1. It's not fair. I do all the work while he just sits there!!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-22-2003, 02:04 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Salesman(on phone to small boy): May I speak to your mother?
Boy: She's in the bathroom.
Salesman: Well, is anyone else there?
Boy: My sister.
Salesman: O.K., fine. May I speak to her?
Boy: I guess so.
[... At this point there is a very long silence on the phone.
Then ...]
Boy: Hello?
Salesman: It's you.I thought you were going to call your sister?
Boy: I did.The trouble is,I can't get her out of the playpen.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 08:12 AM:
Rated G
Michele
My daughter Marina worked in my law office while she attended
graduate school. One morning a call came in for her. I said she
wasn't in yet and offered to take a message. The caller said she'd phone back later.
At 11:00 a.m., the caller tried again, and I reported that Marina had gone to lunch.
The last call came at 3:30 p.m. "I'm sorry," I said, "she's left
for the day. May I take a message?"
"Yes," the caller replied. "How can I get a job with you?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 08:35 AM:
Rated R
A woman went into a department store and told the clerk that she
wanted to return a toaster for refund because it didn't work. The clerk told her that he couldn't give her a refund because she bought it on special.
All of a sudden the woman threw her arms up and yelled, "Grab my
Breasts! Grab my breasts!"
The clerk didn't know what to do, so he called the store manager
who asked her if he can help.
She explained that she wanted to return the non-working toaster forrefund, and he told her that he would not give her a refund
because she bought the toaster on special.
Once again she yelled, "Grab my breasts! Grab my breasts!"
The manager was taken aback and asked her why she was yelling thatparticular phrase.
She replied, "Because I like my breasts grabbed when I'm getting
screwed!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 01:07 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Favorite excuses for missing work:
I set half the clocks in my house ahead an hour and the other half back an hour Saturday and spent 18 hours in some kind of space-time continuum loop, reliving Sunday (right up until the
explosion).I was able to exit the loop only by reversing the
polarity of the power source exactly e*log(pi) clocks in the house while simultaneously rapping my dog on the snout with a rolled up Times.Accordingly,I will be in late, or early.
My stigmata's acting up.
I can't come in to work today because I'll be stalking my previous boss,who fired me for not showing up for work.OK?
I have a rare case of 48-hour projectile leprosy, but I know we
have that deadline to meet...
I am stuck in the blood pressure machine down at the Food Giant.
Yes,I seem to have contracted some attention-deficit disorder
and,hey, how about them Bears, huh? So, I won't be able to, yes, could I help you? No,no,I'll be sticking with Sprint,but thank you for calling.
I just found out that I was switched at birth. Legally,I
shouldn't come to work knowing my employee records may now contain false information.
The psychiatrist said it was an excellent session. He even gave me this jaw restraint so I won't bite things when I am startled.
The dog ate my car keys. We're going to hitchhike to the vet.
I prefer to remain an enigma.
My stepmother has come back as one of the Undead and we must track her to her coffin to drive a stake through her heart and give her eternal peace. One day should do it.
I can't come to work today because the EPA has determined that my house is completely surrounded by wetlands and I have to arrange for helicopter transportation.
I am converting my calendar from Julian to Gregorian.
I am extremely sensitive to a rise in the interest rates.
I refuse to travel to my job until there is a commuter tax.I
insist on paying my fair share.
I've used up all my sick days...so I'm calling in dead!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 01:28 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
The following is an excuse for being late that I used one time.
(Buffalo Brabant)
I have told this story before but figured while we were on the
subject. Building maintenance at the University of San Diego wore uniforms consisting of tan shirts and brown pants.
In order to save time I wore my uniform back and forth to work
which meant as soon as I punched in I was ready to go to work. I
lived about 3 miles from work which in Calif. is really close and would leave about 10 minutes before work started and punch in right about 7:27.
The boss had been on my case about pushing the time clock although I was only late several times a year and then because of mechanical problems as the Ford pick-up I drove was a collection of Murphy's Laws looking for a place to happen.
On this morning as I tried to put the truck in reverse, I
discovered I had parked on top the curb in my parking lot and the linkage was jammed. I got out and rolled under the truck and started pulling on the linkage.As it slipped into neutral the realization came to mind that I had made a big mistake.
The truck started to roll backwards like a rocket.I rolled out
but wasn't quite fast enough and the truck rolled over my shirt
and a chunk of my belly and kept going down the slight incline. I jumped up and stopped the truck and went inside the house to check myself out in the mirror. Except for a big bruise I was ok and I went out and jumped in the truck and headed for work figuring to change shirts there out of the spares I kept at work.
I parked the truck and ran in and punched the time clock ,7:32.
he boss comes up and says ,"Why are you late this morning
Brabant"? I replied ," Ran over myself with my truck this
morning ". He started to say something and then saw tire track
from a Firestone All Terrain Tire on my shirt and just walked off shaking his head.
Like someone is going to make that up.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-23-2003, 01:31 PM:
Rated PG
Sue Bee
ATKINS, ANYONE??
Written to Rexall Drug's Customer Service Center:
Dear Carb Solutions,
I'm trying to lose a few pounds and last night I tried your Carb
Solutions Taste Sensations - Creamy Chocolate Peanut Butter
(Serial Number: MC53097 BEST BY040704) for the first time. The
bar was a substitute for my dinner because I was on the road.
I want you to know that I have discovered your secret formula for weight loss and I plan on stealing it. I too will make something so truly disgusting in taste that it makes the victim . . .err, uhhh . . ."dieter" not want to eat anything because they're physically nauseous.
This morning I defecated an exact replica of the bar I ate last
night. I plan on taking my feces and your bar to shopping malls
and asking people to take a bite of each and see if they can tell the difference.
It is true that my butt won't be able to produce as many "Taste
Sensations" as your company can, but at over $2 a bar it will be a nice second income for me. Like your company, I will probably only be able to sell one bar to a customer before they decide
never to buy from me again -- so I'll have to keep moving all of
the time. They'll probably make a movie about me.
Soon to be your competitor...
xxxxxxxx
Bellingham, Massachusetts
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2003, 04:17 AM:
Rated G
Job Interview
During the late 1940s,a veteran of World War II applied for a job in a bank.During the interview,the unsmiling, no-nonsense bank official fired question after question,taking notes and never glancing up at the veteran.
"Most recent job position?" was the question.
"Supply officer," the applicant replied.
"Duration of employment?"
"Three and a half years," was the response.
"Reason for termination?"
Pausing for just a moment the vet answered, "We won the war!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2003, 07:27 AM:
Rated G
The telephone solicitor selling basement waterproofing must have
thought she'd died and gone to heaven when she reached my very
polite and patient son on the phone.At the end of her long sales pitch,she asked,"Do you mind if we send out someone to give you an estimate?"
"Not at all," my son said.
"When would be a good time?" she asked.
My son answered, "Just as soon as I dig a basement."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2003, 07:35 AM:
Rated G
My New Age...I am No Longer 39...
Our blonde receptionist Sherry was given a 40th birthday party at the office.
Sherry solemnly announced to all that she was not 40.She proclaimed that she was just $39.95 plus shipping and handling.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2003, 12:57 PM:
Rated G
Michele
The conservative businessman got on the elevator and curtly asked the bellboy to take him to the 18th floor.
"Sure thing, son," replied the bellboy.
"How dare you call me son!" exclaimed the outraged man.
"Well," replied the boy, "I brought you up, didn't I?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2003, 02:47 PM:
Rated G
Gasoline may go to three dollars a gallon to cover the ever-increasing cost of screwing us.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-27-2003, 02:51 PM:
Rated G
Phil: I think that the cute little pharmacist down at the
drugstore is stuck up.
Bob: Why do you say that?
Phil: Well, I ask her out every month when I go in to get my
herpes and hemorrhoid medicines, but she just looks at me like I'm a leper or something.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 01:38 PM:
Rated G
Michele
A salesman was showing a woman, whose fondness for the good life
had taken its toll in added pounds,and girth, a Jeep at an auto
dealership.
When the salesman's pitch had run its course,he sought to close
with the typical line,"Now what would it take to get you into one of these?"
Looking at the Jeep's high front seat, the woman replied,
"Probably a crowbar."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2003, 02:56 PM:
Rated G
Feel Free To Copy and Post These Rules Where you Work
SICK DAYS
We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness.
If you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work.
PERSONAL DAYS
Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are
called Saturday & Sunday. Does not include Theatre Employees they shall work untill they drop dead.
BEREAVEMENT LEAVE
This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives or coworkers. Every effort should be made to have non-employees attend to the arrangements.In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary,the funeral should be scheduled in the late afternoon.We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave one hour early.
LUNCH BREAK
Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch as they need to eat more,
that they can look healthy.
Normal size people get 15 minutes for lunch to get a balanced mealto maintain their average figure.
Fat people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time
needed to drink a Slim Fast.
Thank you for your loyalty to our company.We are here to provide apositive employment experience.Therefore,all questions,comments,
concerns,complaints,frustrations,irritations,aggravatios,insinuations,allegations,accusations,contemplation's, consternation,and input should be directed elsewhere.
DRESS CODE
It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary.If we see you wearing $350.00 Prada sneakers,and carrying a $600.00Gucci Bag,we assume you are doing well financially and therefore you do not need a raise.If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better,so that you may buy nicer clothes,and therefore you do not need a raise.If you dress in-between,you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise.
RESTROOM USE
Entirely too much time is being spent in the restroom. There is now a strict 3 minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open and a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picturewill be posted on the company bulletin board under the "Chronic Offenders" category.
Have a nice week!
GET TO WORK !!!
THE MANAGEMENT
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2003, 09:21 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Thomas Gladstone, a stockbroker, received an urgent phone call
one afternoon. "My name is Walters," the caller announced.
"About two weeks ago, my wife got a crazy idea and started walking the street,asking me to procure customers for her."
"Just a minute," Gladstone protested. "You want Dr. Gladstone the psychiatrist. His name is right below mine in the phone book. Many people dial me by mistake."
"No mistake," came the reply. "I want you to invest all the money we're making."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-30-2003, 09:27 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
An auto dealer, facing bankruptcy, was walking along a beach when
he kicked a bottle and out popped a genie.
"Thanks for setting me free, " said the genie. "To show my
appreciation, I'll grant you one wish."
"Okay," said the auto dealer, "I want to be the only foreign car dealer in a major metropolitan market."
"Done!" cried the genie.
Immediately, the dealer found himself in a glass-walled office
looking out over a major city. "Quick," he said to his secretary,
"tell me who I am."
"You're the only Cadillac dealer in downtown Tokyo," said the
secretary.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-12-2003, 09:52 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Technology is dominated by two types of people:
Those who understand what they do not manage.
Those who manage what they do not understand.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-12-2003, 01:33 PM:
Rated G
Michele
It was late Friday night, and a few of us editors were trying to
work up the energy to get up and go home.We were all wiped out
except for Lewis.He was chipper and in too good a humor.
"What's with you, Lewis?" I asked."Your as chipper as a prom
queen in a white dress."
"I guess I caught a second wind," he replied.
Jethro, our hulking Southern transplant, drawled, "Only second
wind I ever get is an echo in the toilet."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-12-2003, 01:48 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
McDonald's may not be "lovin' it," but the editors of the Merriam-Webster dictionary say "Mc Job" is a word that's here to stay.
The 11th edition of Merriam-Webster's Collegiate Dictionary,
published in June, defines a "Mc Job" as "a low-paying job that
requires little skill and provides little opportunity for
advancement."
The fast-food giant's chief executive called the definition
a "slap in the face" to the 12 million people who work in the
restaurant industry,and demanded that Merriam-Webster dish up
something more flattering.
But the dictionary publisher said today that it "stands by the
accuracy and appropriateness" of its definition.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-13-2003, 09:43 AM:
Rated G
blue_meanie
I don't know a damn thing about auto mechanics, but there's no
way I'm going to admit that to the mechanic.
"My car's making a noise, and I'm pretty sure it's the ..uh,
carbolator...carbonator...carbonizer, the distribulator. I blew a
brisket."
And the mechanic says, "It's the emergency brake, you left it on."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2003, 11:49 AM:
Rated G
Denny in Yonkers
On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section and purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson.Be very sure you get this brand.
When you get home, lock your doors, draw the curtains
and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed. Change into very comfortable clothing and lie down on your bed.
Open the package and remove the thermometer. Now,carefully place it on the bedside table so that it will not become chipped
or broken.
Take out the literature and read it carefully. You will notice that insmall print there is a statement, "Every rectal
thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson is personally tested".
Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times:
"I am so glad I do not work for quality control at Johnson and Johnson."
HAVE A NICE DAY AND REMEMBER, THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE
ELSE WITH A JOB THAT IS WORSE THAN YOURS!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-14-2003, 04:38 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
A new,inexperienced waitress said she was concerned about being
able to carry the heavy trays and serve from them.A co-worker
explained that there were tray stands placed throughout the
restaurant.
The nervous beginner served all her lunches successfully and
afterward asked an elderly couple if everything had been all
right.
"It was fine,dear," replied the man,"but my wife and I have to
leave now.Could she please have her walker back?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-15-2003, 02:51 PM:
Rated PG
Gordon in Toronto Eating Butter Tarts.
PHARMACY 1
A man walks into a pharmacy and wanders up and down the aisles. The sales girl notices him and asks him if she can help him. He answers that he is looking for a box of tampons for his wife. She directs him down the correct aisle.
A few minutes later, he deposits a huge bag of cotton balls and a ball
of string on the counter.
She says, confused, "Sir, I thought you were looking for some tampons for your wife?
He answers, " You see, it's like this, yesterday, I sent my wife to the store to get me a carton of cigarettes, and she came back with a tin of tobacco and some rolling papers; cause it's sooooooooooo much cheaper.
So..... I figure if I have to roll my own ............ so does she.
PHARMACY 2
A woman walks into a pharmacy and asks the pharmacist for some arsenic.
He asks, "What for?"
She says, "I want to kill my husband
He says, "Sorry, I can't do that."
She then reaches into her handbag and pulls out a photo of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife and hands it to him.
He says, "You didn't tell me you had a prescription..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-16-2003, 09:42 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Our armored car arrived earlier than usual,so my deposit wasn't
quite ready.As the young man waited patiently for me to secure
the bag,I said, "Sorry to hold you up."
"Delay,delay," he corrected me."We don't use that other phrase."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2003, 08:28 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
My brother,a trucker,is often caught in commuter rush-hour
traffic.One morning when everything came to a standstill,he sat high up in his 18-wheeler singing and whistling.A passenger in a nearby car, frustrated by the delay, yelled up at my
brother,"What are you so happy about?"
"I'm already at work!" he cheerfully replied.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-17-2003, 12:51 PM:
Rated G
A customer sent an order to a distributor for a large amount of
goods totalling a substantial amount of money.
The distributor noticed that the previous bill was still outstanding.
The collections manager left a voice-mail for them saying "We are unable to ship your new order until payment is received for the last one."
The following day,the collections manager received a collect phone call, "Please cancel the order.We are unable to wait that long."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-18-2003, 09:30 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
The cashier moves the cucumber over the bar code reader.
"That will be $65 for the cucumber please."
The lady customer goes, "What? ........."
The next guy in the check-out line wants a box of matches. Again
the bar code reader says $32. "That will be $32 for the matches,
sir" said the cashier.
"What? There must be something wrong with that reader!"
"Sorry sir, if the machine reads the codes to be $32, it IS $32."
The man puts the matches down on the counter and says: "You know
what you can do with a $32 box of matches!"
"Sorry sir, can't do. There is already a $65 cucumber up there."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-18-2003, 09:45 AM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
The company accountant is shy and retiring.
He's shy a quarter of a million dollars. That's why he's retiring.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-18-2003, 09:53 AM:
Rated G
Toy Disclaimers (Dear Parents, Christmas is coming.)
* Warning: This fad will disappear in 6 weeks.
* Caution: Care Bears do not actually care very much.
* Warning: This toy produces substantially less childish glee in
real life than it does in the TV commercial.
* Some dismemberment may occur.
* Do not purchase this toy at all. Put it back on the shelf!
NOW!!
Just walk away, timid little man.
* Failure to fall immediately to your knees in gratitude and
eternally thank parents for shelling out $400 and waiting in line
behind a smelly woman from Jersey City for two hours to *get* your
Sega Dreamcast -- especially when you've already got a Playstation
and a box full of games that are now headed for the next garage
sale -- may result in bodily injury.
* Do not stare at product. Hey! You're doing it now! Cut that
out!!
* In case of breakage, scream until dad buys a replacement.
* Not to be taken internally, literally or seriously.
* Use as an actual terrorist device not recommended.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-19-2003, 08:55 AM:
Rated G
The Coca-Cola name in China was first read as "Ke-kou-ke-la",
meaning "Bite the wax tadpole" or "female horse stuffed with wax",depending on the dialect.
Coke then researched 40,000 characters to find a phonetic
equivalent "ko-kou-ko-le",translating into "happiness in the
mouth."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-21-2003, 06:28 AM:
Rated G
One time I applied for a job, the form clearly asked. Age of father, if living, and the same question for my mom.
I wrote down "117" and "115" respectively.
The interviewer asaked me if my parents were truly that old.
"No" I said, "but they would be if they were living."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2003, 09:30 PM:
Rated PG
Sue Bee
An exterminating company was giving free termite inspections, and my dad phoned for an appointment.After the inspector checked out our house, he said to Dad,"You don't have any termites right now,but there's a bunch of 'em in that firewood out back.When they've eaten their way through it,I guarantee they'll head for your house."
Dad was silent for a moment.Then,in his slow drawl,he replied,
"Well, from the prices you quoted,I figure it would be cheaper for me just to buy the termites another cord of wood."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-24-2003, 10:00 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Tech support people like me spend our days on the phone with
customers.Many like to chat while waiting for their computers to reboot.One man told me he'd been a long-haul truck driver.
"I'd love to drive a big rig,"I said,"but I'd worry about
falling asleep at the wheel."
"Here's a tip to stay awake," he offered."Put a $100 bill in your left hand and hold it out the window."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2003, 08:20 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Many people hold down two jobs,so I wasn't surprised when my
hairdresser mentioned to me that he also worked part-time at the
race track."That's interesting," I said."What do you do?"
As he finished styling my hair,he replied,"I groom horses."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2003, 08:26 PM:
Rated G
Michele
As a realtor,I deal with all types of people.
Recently,I showed a home to a couple who seemed eager to check
out the fantastic view from the living room.
But when I dramatically pulled back the drapes,the disappointed
husband asked,"Where is the view? Those mountains must be
blocking it."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-26-2003, 09:35 PM:
Rated G
B.B.
A man driving in Southern Indiana, heading for Kentucky, saw a sign that read:
"LAST CHANCE FOR $1.25 GAS!!!"
He still had more than a quarter of a tank left,but figured he'd better take advantage of this opportunity to fill-up his tank.
As he was getting his change from the attendant,he asked, "How much is gas in Kentucky?"
The man replied, "A buck 19."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-01-2003, 03:35 PM:
Rated G
Michele
I recently saw my friend Ron fixing the cooler below a produce
display in the grocery store.Bending over,he looked just like
the typical butt-crack-showing repair guy.I couldn't pass up this chance,so I took a grape and stuck it into his butt crack!
Shocked, he quickly turned around. To my horror, I saw that it
wasn't Ron at all! I almost died when the stranger asked me, "Do
you do this to ALL the men in produce?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2003, 03:25 PM:
Rated PG
A man asked his neighbor how he kept his car looking so nice and
glossy.The neighbor replied that his wife gave him all her worn
out panties and he used these to polish his car with.
Being a bachelor,he decided to ask his stenographer for some of
hers, so one day at the office he asked:"By the way, Miss Jones, what do you do with your panties when you wear them out?"
Why," she replied demurely,"If I can find them afterwards,I put them back on again!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2003, 08:34 PM:
Rated G
Two advertising execs were having lunch and talking. The young
trainee said to the older, wiser man, "Where has Charlie Harris
been hanging out? I haven't seen him for a while."
The Senior Exec replied "Haven't you heard? Charlie went to that
great agency in the sky."
"Good Lord," replied the junior man, "You're kidding me, right?
What did he have?"
"Oh, nothing much," replied the elder exec, "A small toothpaste
account and a couple of discount stores, but nothing much worth
going after."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2003, 12:54 PM:
Rated G
The Oldest Profession Debate
A surgeon,an architect an a lawyer are having a heated barroom discussion concerning which of their professions is actually the oldest profession.
The surgeon says: "Surgery IS the oldest profession. God took a rib from Adam to create Eve and you can't go back further than that."
The architect says: "Hold on! In fact, God was the first architect when he created the world out of chaos in 7 days, and you can't go back any further than THAT!"
The lawyer puffs his cigar and says: "Gentlemen, Gentlemen...who do you think created the CHAOS??!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2003, 01:21 PM:
Rated G
West Virginia's Statehood
A friend from West Virginia was shopping at the Wal-Mart in Blacksburg, VA. At the cash register,my friend wrote a check. The clerk asked for her driver's license.
She presented her West Virginia driver's license and the clerk grabbed it way from her and scoffed at her,"If you're going to use a fake ID, you could at least use a real state!"
A manager was required to verify West Virginia's statehood.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2003, 08:50 PM:
Rated G
Your Co-worker Could Be A Space Alien
Here's how you can tell. 10 signs to watch for:
1. Odd or mismatched clothes.
2. Strange diet or unusual eating habits.
3. Bizarre sense of humor.
4. Takes frequent sick days.
5. Keeps a written or tape recorded diary.
6. Misuses everyday items. May use correction fluid to paint its nails.
7. Constant questioning about customs.
8. Secretive about personal lifestyle.
9. Frequently talks to himself.
10. Displays a change of mood or physical reaction when near certain high-tech hardware
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2003, 08:59 PM:
Rated G
Sam in Liverpool
The Quality Initiative
At my previous company in the UK, a Quality Initiative made use of posters around the office featuring parts of motivating words such as 'S CCESS' and 'VAL E'.
This was supposed to make you think that what was missing was 'U' (you).
However, to the joy of the staff, a hand-written addition to the posters appeared.
It was the single word: 'B LL'.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-04-2003, 09:04 PM:
Rated G
Toaster Manufacturing
If IBM made toasters...
They would want one big toaster where people bring bread to be submitted for overnight toasting. IBM would claim a worldwide market for five, maybe six toasters.
If Xerox made toasters...
You could toast one-sided or double-sided. Successive slices would get lighter and lighter. The toaster would jam your bread for you.
If Radio Shack made toasters...
The staff would sell you a toaster, but not know anything about it. Or you could buy all the parts to build your own toaster.
If Oracle made toasters...
They'd claim their toaster was compatible with all brands and styles of bread, but when you got it home you'd discover the Bagel Engine was still in development, the Croissant Extension was three years away, and that indeed the whole appliance was just blowing smoke.
If Sun made toasters...
The toast would burn often, but you could get a really good cuppa Java.
Does DEC still make toasters?...
They made good toasters in the '80s, didn't they?
If Hewlett-Packard made toasters...
They would market the Reverse Polish Toaster, which takes in toast and gives you regular bread.
If Tandem made toasters...
You could make toast 24 hours a day, and if a piece got burned the toaster would automatically toast you a new one.
If Thinking Machines made toasters...
You would be able to toast 64,000 pieces of bread at the same time.
If Cray made toasters...
They would cost $16 million but would be faster than any other single-slice toaster in the world.
If The Rand Corporation made toasters...
It would be a large, perfectly smooth and seamless black cube. Every morning there would be a piece of toast on top of it. Their service department would have an unlisted phone number, and the blueprints for the box would be highly classified government documents. The X-Files would have an episode about it.
If the NSA made toasters...
Your toaster would have a secret trap door that only the NSA could access in case they needed to get at your toast for reasons of national security.
If Sony made toasters...
The ToastMan, which would be barely larger than the single piece of bread it is meant to toast, can be conveniently attached to your belt.
If Timex made toasters...
They would be cheap and small quartz-crystal wrist toasters that take a licking and keep on toasting.
If Fisher Price made toasters...
"Baby's First Toaster" would have a hand-crank that you turn to toast the bread that pops up like a Jack-in-the-box.
If the Franklin Mint made toasters...
Every month, you would receive another lovely hand-crafted piece of your authentic hand-crafted Civil War pewter toaster.
If Coca Cola made toasters...
They'd be capable of making the original, diet and new improved toast as long as you bought your bread in the inconvenient six-pack.
If Microsoft made toasters...
Every time you bought a loaf of bread, you would have to buy a toaster. You wouldn't have to take the toaster, but you'd still have to pay for it anyway. Toaster'95 would weigh 15000 pounds (hence requiring a reinforced steel countertop), draw enough electricity to power a small city, take up 95% of the space in your kitchen, would claim to be the first toaster that lets you control how light or dark you want your toast to be, and would secretly interrogate your other appliances to find out who made them. Everyone would hate Microsoft toasters, but nonetheless would buy them since most of the good bread only works with their toasters.
If Apple made toasters...
It would do everything the Microsoft toaster does, but 5 years earlier.... but only the original bread that came from the manufacturer would work in it....when you needed to buy more.... you needed a different toaster.... from somebody else (but wait, new plans at Apple indicate that you will be able to by that different toaster from them ... but of course it won't use the same bread as the original. And as a matter of fact.. won't operate anything like the old one... but they say that's good!!!)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2003, 06:43 AM:
Rated R
Ed in Aurora
A lady walks into a drug store and tells the pharmacist she needs some cyanide.
The pharmacist said, " Why in the world do you need cyanide?
The lady then explained she needed it to poison her husband.
The pharmacist's eyes got big and he said, " Lord have mercy, I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband! That's against the law! They'll throw both of us in jail and I'll lose my license.
Then the lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife and handed it to the pharmacist.
The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, " Well now, you didn't tell me you had a prescription."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2003, 07:05 AM:
Rated G
B.B.
A disappointed salesman of Coca_Cola returns from his Middle East
assignment. A friend asked,"Why weren't you successful with the Arabs?"
The salesman explained, "When I got posted in the Middle East, I
was very confident that I will makes a good sales pitch as Cola is virtually unknown there. But, I had a problem I didn't know to
speak Arabic.So,I planned to convey the message through 3 posters...
First poster, a man crawling through the hot desert sand... totally exhausted and panting.
Second, the man is drinking our Cola and
Third, our man is now totally refreshed. Then these posters were
pasted all over the place"
"That should have worked," said the friend.
The salesman replied, "Well, not only did I not speak Arabic,
I also didn't realize that Arabs read from right to left..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2003, 07:31 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
First Farmer: I crossed my hens with parrots to save time.
Second Farmer: Why did you do that?
First Farmer: I used to waste a lot of time hunting for eggs. Now the hen comes up to me and says, "I just laid an egg --go get it."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2003, 07:38 AM:
Rated PG
Reasons For Not Going Into Work
I can't come in to work today because I'll be stalking my
previous boss, who fired me for not showing up for work. OK?
When I got up this morning, I took two Ex-lax in addition to
my Prozac. I can't get off the john, but I feel good about it.
My mother-in-law has come back as one of the Undead and we must
track her to her coffin to drive a stake through her heart and
give her eternal peace. One day should do it.
I can't come to work today because the EPA has determined that
my house is completely surrounded by wetlands and I have to arrangefor helicopter transportation.
I am converting my calendar from Julian to Gregorian.
I am extremely sensitive to a rise in the interest rates.
If it is all the same to you I won't be coming in to work. The
voices told me to clean all the guns today.
My stigmata's acting up.
I have a rare case of 48-hour projectile leprosy, but I know
we have that deadline to meet....
I am stuck in the blood pressure machine down at the Food Giant.
Yes, I seem to have contracted some attention-deficit disorder
and, hey, how about them Skins, huh? So, I won't be able to, yes,
could I help you? No, no, I'll be sticking with Sprint, but
thank you for calling.
Constipation has made me a walking time bomb.
I just found out that I was switched at birth. Legally, I
shouldn't come to work knowing my employee records may now
contain false information.
The psychiatrist said it was an excellent session. He even gave
me this jaw restraint so I won't bite things when I am startled.
The dog ate my car keys. We're going to hitchhike to the vet.
I prefer to remain an enigma.
I set half the clocks in my house ahead an hour and the other
half back an hour Saturday and spent 18 hours in some kind of
space-time continuum loop, reliving Sunday (right up until
the explosion). I was able to exit the loop only by reversing
the polarity of the power source exactly elog (pi) on all
the clocks in the house while simultaneously rapping my dog
on the snout with a rolled up Times. Accordingly, I will be
in late, or early.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2003, 07:45 AM:
Rated G
Michele
A chap who frequently left the office to play golf, instructed his
secretary to tell all callers that he was away from his desk.
After he left the office, a member of his foursome forgot which
course they were playing that day, and called for information. The loyal girl would only reply that her boss was away from his desk.
"Just tell me," the golfer persisted, "Is he twenty miles away
from his desk, or thirty miles?"
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 12-10-2003, 04:42 PM:
Top 10 Drawbacks to Working in a Cubicle...
10. Being told to "think outside the box" when you're in a freakin' box all day long.
9. Not being able to check e-mail attachments without turning around to see who's behind you.
8. Cubicle walls do not offer much protection from any kind of gun fire.
7. That nagging feeling that if you press the right button, you'll get a piece of cheese.
6. Lack of roof rafters for the noose.
5. The walls are too close together for the hammock to work right.
4. 23 power cords - 1 outlet.
3. Prison cells are not only bigger, they also have beds.
2. The carpet has been there since 1976 and shows more signs of life than your co-workers.
And the number 1 drawback to working in a cubicle ...
1. You can't walk out and slam the door when you quit.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-11-2003, 09:08 AM:
Rated G
George in Chicago
I worked for a while at a Wal-Mart store, selling sporting goods.
As an employee of Wal-Mart you are sometimes required to make store-wide pages, e.g. "I have a customer in hardware who needs assistance at the paint counter."
One night a tentative female voice came over the intercom system with the (I kid you not) following message:
"I have a customer by the balls in toys who needs assistance."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2003, 09:58 AM:
Rated G
Michele
I recently met with one of my publishers for the local magazine
that I 'work' for. Because we all work out of virtual offices, the meeting was held in her home.The home is in an upscale
neighborhood (expensive) and is quite large.The carpets and walls are all white, the furniture is mostly white,the Christmas decorations are mostly white.Everything is perfectly in place.
As I walked in,I was greeted by a barking Bichon Frissee (small,
white dog.)I'm pretty good with dogs,but this little thing would
not shut up.Even my publisher was getting embarrassed.As she
went to put the dog in another room,she noticed a large spider on her perfectly vacuumed white carpet.She grabbed a broom so she wouldn't have to actually step on the offending arachnid. She got the spider swept to the door jamb and opened the door to fling it outside when the precious pooch flew by her.
The woman took out after the dog in a full run still holding the
broom.The perfectly coiffed,perfectly accessorized power
executive was running down the street after her perfect pooch. Not knowing what else to do,I sat politely on her perfect white couch and laughed until tears were streaming down my cheeks.
Before long she returned with the dog in one arm and the broom in the other.The only way she was able to catch the dog was because the critter had stopped to leave a 'greeting' on a neighbor's lawn.As she went to the kitchen to get coffee and collect herself before the other staff members arrived, the perfect little white dog began dragging its perfect little white ass on the carpet.I couldn't help myself.I was once again in tears.
I managed to straighten up before my now outted publisher
returned.As the others arrived and the seats on the couch were
filled,we began our meeting. It was fairly serious until
'precious' hopped up on the arm of the white camel back sofa
facing me.Everybody oohed and aahed at the darling dog,who had
quit the barking since going outside and relieving itself.
As we went back to the meeting agenda,I watched the dog,now
behind the heads of the staff,dragging its ass along the full
length of the back of the sofa.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-20-2003, 10:06 PM:
Rated G
Michele
The customer in the Italian restaurant was so pleased that he
asked to speak to the chef.The owner proudly led him into the
kitchen and introduced him to the chef.
"Your pasta quattro formaggi was superb!" the customer said."I
just spent a month in Italy,and yours is better than any I had
over there."
"Naturally," the chef said. "Over there, they use domestic cheese.Ours is imported."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-23-2003, 07:59 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
A guy rings his boss and says: "I can't come to work today!"
The boss asks why and the guy says:
"It's my eyes."
"What's wrong with your eyes?" asks the boss.
"I just can't see myself coming to work, so I'm going fishing
instead..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2004, 11:26 AM:
Rated G
Michele
"I'd like to buy some gloves for my wife," the young man said,
eyeing the attractive salesgirl, "but I don't know her size."
"Will this help?" she asked sweetly,placing her hand in his.
"Oh, yes," he answered."Her hands are just slightly smaller that
yours."
"Will there be anything else?" the salesgirl queried as she
wrapped the gloves.
"Now that you mention it," he replied,"she also needs a bra and
panties."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2004, 07:32 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
We were digging thru a problem at work.
On reading the documentation and comparing the example to reality,I heard someone mutter:
'There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and manuals.'
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 05:24 PM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Recently a customer called the automobile helpline, seeking better knowledge for vehicle operation...
HELPLINE: "Automotive Helpline, how can I help you?"
CUSTOMER: "My car ran fine for a week, and now it won't go
anywhere!"
HELPLINE: "Is the gas tank empty?"
CUSTOMER: "Huh? How do I know?"
HELPLINE: "There's a little gauge on the front panel, with
a needle, and markings from 'E' to 'F'. Where is the needle
pointing?"
CUSTOMER: "I see an 'E' but no 'F'."
HELPLINE:
"You see the 'E,' and just to the right is the 'F'.
CUSTOMER: "No, just to the right of the first 'E' is a 'V'.
HELPLINE: "A 'V'?"
CUSTOMER: "Yeah, there's a 'C', an 'H', the first 'E', then
a 'V', followed by 'R', 'O', 'L' ..."
HELPLINE: "No, no, no Miss! That's the front of the car.
When you sit behind the steering wheel, that's the dashboard
I'm talking about."
CUSTOMER:
"That steering wheel thingy... is that the round thing
that honks the horn?"
HELPLINE: "Yes, among other things."
CUSTOMER: "The needle's pointing to 'E'. What does that mean?"
HELPLINE: "It means that you have to visit a gasoline station
and purchase some more gasoline. You can pump it yourself, or
pay the attendant to pump it for you."
CUSTOMER:
"What? I paid $18,500 for this car! Now you tell me that
I have to keep buying more components? I want a car that comes
with everything built in!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 05:52 PM:
Rated G
HUNGRY? THESE ITEMS ARE FROM REAL MENUS.
-Horse-rubbish sauce (Rome)
-Torture soup (Djerba)
-Terminal soup (Istanbul)
-Farte aux Fraises (Turkey)
-Frozen soap with Peccadilloes (Madrid)
-Stewed abalone with 3 things and lucky duck (Bangkok)
(The life span of a taste bud is 10 days.)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 05:54 PM:
Rated G
B.B.
SPCA Rescue
"Hello, hello?" shrilled a spinsterish voice over the phone.
"Is this the SPCA?"
"Yes."
"I want you to send somebody over right away."
"What's wrong?"
"There's a horrid magazine salesman sitting in a tree
teasing my dog."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 05:56 PM:
Rated G
B.B.
Ricky was at the mall and went into a toy shop, picked up a toy
plane, gave the shopkeeper fake money and started to leave.
The shopkeeper told him, "Excuse me little boy, this isn't real
money."
Ricky continued walking out of the shop and didn't reply.
The shopkeeper repeated himself, and Ricky kept walking.
The third time the shopkeeper called him, Ricky said "What?"
The shopkeeper said, "I'm sorry, young man, but this is not real
money."
Ricky looked at the plane in his hands, looked at the shopkeeper
and finally said, "And this isn't a real plane."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-07-2004, 06:02 PM:
Rated G
B.B.
Boating magazine runs a contest for clever boat names. Reeling in the honors have been:
Sir Osis of the River,
Aqua Seltzer,
Out to Launch
and a lawyer's boat called Watertight Alibi.
Meals on Keels,
I tie Merri Yot,
and - from a landscape contractor -Yard Buoy.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 12:59 PM:
Rated G
"It takes a virile man to make a chicken pregnant."
-- Perdue chicken ad, as mistranslated abroad
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 01:13 PM:
Rated G
Jill had gotten a job in a collections department.She had to call all the delinquent customers, asking for payment,while still being courteous.After working there for a few months, she had become quite good at her job but realized that many of these
customers were routinely delinquent.One man in particular had to be called every month and during this conversation with him,he interrupted her little speech and asked, "Excuse me, are you
available?"
Jill quickly replied, "Not as long as your name comes up on my
computer screen."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 09:07 PM:
Rated G
The shoe dealer was interviewing a potential salesman.
"Suppose," he said, "a lady customer were to remark while you were trying to fit her, 'Don't you think one of my feet is bigger than the other?' What would you say?"
"I would say, 'On the contrary, Ma'am, one is smaller than the
other.'"
"The job is yours."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-08-2004, 09:10 PM:
Rated PG
One day, a painter found himself short of help and went to the
unemployment office to hire someone for the day. When he arrived,they didn't have any painters available, but they did have a gynecologist there. He reluctantly took him along to help.
A couple of weeks later, the painter returned to the unemployment office needing temporary help again. This time there were two painters there, but instead he asked for the gynecologist again.
The clerk asked, "Why do you want a gynecologist when we have two professional painters you can take right now?"
He said, "Two weeks ago when I hired the gynecologist, we arrived at the house and it was locked with nobody home. But I'll be damned if that gynecologist didn't stick his hand through the mail slot and paint the whole house!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-09-2004, 09:35 AM:
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B.B.
Bill was just settling in to a barber's chair when he overheard the elderly man next to him say, "I"m not much for pills, but I'm taking Ginkgo-Viagra. I want to remember what sex was like."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2004, 08:41 PM:
Rated G
My sister, went to the department store to check out the bridal
registry of our niece whose wedding was coming up soon. When my
sister returned from the store, she tossed the gift list on a
table and declared, "I think she's too young to get married."
"Why do you say that?" I asked.
"Because," she said, "they've registered for Nintendo games." ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
[ 01-11-2004, 10:36 AM: Message edited by: Bob Maar ]
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2004, 10:37 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Jessica goes to the drug store to buy her new husband some
toiletries. A clerk comes up to help her and asks if she needs
assistance.
"I'm looking for some deodorant for my husband Joe, but I don't
know what type he uses."
The clerk says, "Is it the ball type?"
"No," says Jessica, it's for his underarms."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-11-2004, 10:39 AM:
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Fryin Bacon Nekkid
I was in Target today looking for Dr. Phil's diet book. There
were no books in the designated spot, only an abandoned bag of
Oreos.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2004, 05:58 PM:
Rated PG
Lorraine
Abraham wanted a new suit, so he bought a nice piece of cloth and then tried to locate a tailor.The first tailor he visited looked at the cloth and measured Abraham, then told him the cloth was not enough to make a suit.
Abraham was unhappy with this opinion and sought another tailor.
This tailor measured Abraham,then measured the cloth,and then
smiled and said,"There is enough cloth to make a pair of
trousers,a coat and a vest,please come back in a week to take
your suit."
After a week Abraham came to take his new suit, and saw the
tailor's son wearing trousers made of the same cloth.Perplexed,
he asked, "Just how could you make a full suit for me and trousers for your son, when the other tailor could not make a suit only?"
"It's very simple," replied the tailor,"The other tailor has two
sons."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2004, 01:54 PM:
Rated XXX
A hasidic girl working in B&H Customer Service walks into the men'slunchroom and asks,"Who's the fucking manager?" Eyes rolled in disbelief.
Only after repeating her question a few times to the shocked
audience,a man asked her slowly,"What's the problem?"
She says,"There's an angry customer requesting that he wants to
speak to the fucking manager,I told him that we have a shipping
manager,a sales manager but I never heard of a fucking manager.. "
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2004, 02:12 PM:
Rated G
A newspaperman once asked a famous actress notorious for her many romances if she was engaged to a man she had been seen with at night spots.
"That's the trouble with you newspapermen," she answered
sharply; "A girl can't go to bed with a man without somebody
saying she's engaged to him."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2004, 02:13 PM:
Rated G
The Detroit Auto Show astonished car reporters with the gigantic
size of the new SUVs on the convention floor last week.
One thing is clear.Sport Utility Vehicles provide proof that the obesity epidemic in America isn't limited to people.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2004, 02:15 PM:
Rated PG
Michele
A Florida man has purchased 240 acres which he hopes to turn into a Christian nudist camp.
He's hired Tammy Faye to promote it but for those of you with a
weak stomach don't worry,you'll only see her from the neck down.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2004, 03:15 PM:
Rated PG
Michele
A girl says to the salesman, "I'm not sure if I should buy a
sweatshirt or a windbreaker."
He says, "Well, that depends. Are you going to sweat,or are you
gonna break wind?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-14-2004, 02:41 PM:
Rated PG
My cousin owned one of the biggest and fastest-growing businesses in Miami,a furniture store.I convinced him that he needed to take a trip to Italy to check out the merchandise himself And because he was still single, he could check out all the hot Italian women and maybe get lucky.
As he was checking into a hotel he struck up an acquaintance with a beautiful young lady. She only spoke Italian and he only spoke English--neither understood a word the other spoke. So he took out a pencil and a notebook and drew a picture of a taxi.
She smiled,nodded her head and they went for a ride in the park. Later,he drew a picture of a table in a restaurant with a question mark and she nodded.So they went to dinner.
After dinner he sketched two dancers and she was delighted.They
went to several nightclubs, drank champagne,danced and had a
glorious evening.It had gotten quite late when she motioned for
the pencil and drew a picture of a four-poster bed.
He was dumbfounded. To this day he says that he's never been able to understand how she knew he was in the furniture business.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-19-2004, 09:44 PM:
Rated G
Michele
At a jewelry store,a young man bought an expensive locket as a
present for his girlfriend."Don't you want her name engraved upon it?" asked the jeweler.
The young man thought for a moment,and then, ever the pragmatic, steadfastly replied,"No,just engrave it:"To My One And Only
Love".That way,if we break up and she throws it back to me in
anger,I can use it again."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-20-2004, 11:18 AM:
Rated G
Before going on vacation,I decided on the spur of the moment to
have my very long, permed hair cut to a very short style shaved to the neck.
My first day back, I passed my boss in the hallway. "Did you miss me?" I asked.
"Miss you?" he echoed. "Who are you?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2004, 06:19 AM:
Rated PG
Michele
The waitress was waiting as patiently as she could while the
smartass man was dawdling over the breakfast menu. He says: "I
never return to a restaurant unless at least one of the sausages
I'm served is a match in size for my own."
The waitress replied, "In that case, sir, perhaps you should take a look at the children's menu...."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-21-2004, 06:53 AM:
Rated G
Excuses for Being Late for Work
"Actually, I've been here for over 20 minutes, big guy -- I was
just out chillin' in the van waiting for the end of the live
version of 'Freebird'."
"I keep forgetting which side of the International Date Line
you're on."
"We're *open* on Tuesdays?!?"
"It took this long to get the ol' blood alcohol level down to the legal driving limit."
"I had to take extra time this morning to wrestle with
overwhelming aggressive impulses by reassuring myself that nothing would happen today that would push me over the edge."
"My proctologist got stuck."
"It was Senator Kennedy's turn to drive today,so I've spent the
last hour swimming."
"I'm late because I was on the phone trying to get *your* lousy
shipping department to send the company's office supplies directly to the winner of my eBay auction."
"Hey, time becomes meaningless when you're as strung out on
crystal meth as I am."
"Sorry, sir.I overslept and dreamt I had a dead-end job, a
windowless office and a humorless baboon for a boss."
"Heidi Klum refused to untie me."
"On the second Tuesday of the month,the Campho-Phenique man comes by to fill the drum for my home supply of industrial-strength anti-canker sore gel."
"I'm sorry, boss, but I had to stop to get you -- uh -- this box
of ten donuts."
"It took me a little longer than normal to hide my disdain this
morning... Sir."
"My dog ate my presentation, sir. And by 'my dog' I mean your
wife, and by 'ate my presentation' I mean 'was boinking me'."
"These are not the 'droids you're looking for."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-23-2004, 05:31 AM:
Rated G
KEYS TO SUCCESS: Voice Mail
Never answer your phone if you have voice mail. People don't call you just because they want to give you something for nothing - they call because they want you to DO work for THEM.
That's no way to live.Screen all your calls through voice mail.
If somebody leaves a voice mail message for you and it sounds like impending work,respond during the lunch hour.That way, you're regarded as hardworking and conscientious even though you're being a devious weasel.If you diligently employ the method of screening incoming calls and then returning calls when nobody is there,this will greatly increase the odds that they will give up or look for asolution that doesn't involve you.
The sweetest voice mail message you can ever hear is "Ignore my last message.I took care of it." If your voice mailbox has a limit on the number of messages it can hold, make sure you reach that limit frequently. One way to do that is to never erase any incoming messages.If that takes too long,send yourself a few messages.Your callers will hear a recorded message that says,
"Sorry,this mailbox is full" a sure sign that you are a hardworking employee in high demand.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-26-2004, 08:57 AM:
Rated G
Two accountants were discussing a colleague's interest in one of
the firm's new secretaries.
"I just don't get it," said one. "She's an airhead -- nothing
going on upstairs."
"That may be true," replied the other, "but I don't think that's
the floor she's getting off on."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2004, 09:32 AM:
Rated PG
The owner of this drug store walks in to find a customer standing by the wall.
The owner asks the clerk "What's with that guy over there by the wall?"
The clerk says "Well,he came in here this morning I couldn't find the cough syrup,so I gave him an entire bottle of laxative."
You can't treat a cough with a bottle of laxative!"
Look at him, he's afraid to cough!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2004, 08:50 AM:
Rated G
Resumé Bloopers
QUALIFICATIONS:
"Here are my qualifications for you to overlook."
"Wholly responsible for two (2) failed financial institutions."
"Lets meet, so you can ooh and aah over my experience."
"I have an excellent track record, although I am not a horse."
"I am loyal to my employer at all costs... Please feel free to respond to my resumé on my office voice mail."
EXPERIENCE:
"Note: Please don't misconstrue my 14 jobs as job-hopping. I have never quit a job."
EDUCATION:
"Failed bar exam with relatively high grades."
"Finished eighth in my class of ten."
SPECIAL SKILLS:
"I have lurnt Word Perfect 6.0 computor and spreadsheet progroms."
"Am a perfectionist and rarely if if ever forget details."
REASONS FOR LEAVING THE LAST JOB:
"Reason for leaving last job: maturity leave."
"Responsibility makes me nervous."
"They insisted that all employees get to work by 8:45 every morning. I couldn't work under those demanding conditions."
"Was met with a string of broken promises and lies, as well as cockroaches."
"I was working for my mom until she decided to move."
"They made me a scapegoat - just like my three previous jobs."
"I have become completely paranoid, trusting completely no one and absolutely nothing."
JOB RESPONSIBILITIES:
"While I am open to the initial nature of an assignment, I am disposed that it be so oriented as to partially incorporate the experience enjoyed heretofore and that it be configured to lead to the application of more rarefied facets of financial management as the major sphere of responsibility."
"I was proud to win the Gregg Typting Award."
SPECIAL REQUESTS & JOB OBJECTIVES:
"Please call me after 5:30. I am self-employed and my employer does not know I am looking for another job."
"My goal is to be a meteorologist. Since I have no training in meteorology, I suppose I should try stock brokerage."
"I procrastinate - especially when the task is unpleasant."
"It's best for employers that I not work with people."
"You will want me to be Head Honcho in no time."
PHYSICAL DISABILITIES:
"Minor allergies to house cats and Mongolian sheep."
PERSONAL INTERESTS:
"Donating blood. 14 gallons so far."
"Marital status: often. Children: various."
"Marital status: single. Unmarried. Unengaged. Uninvolved. No commitments."
SMALL TYPOS THAT CAN CHANGE THE MEANING:
"As indicted, I have over five years of analyzing investments."
"I demand a salary commiserate with my extensive experience."
"Received a plague for Salesperson of the Year."
"Education: College, August 1880-May 1984."
"Experience: Dealing with customers' conflicts that arouse."
"Develop and recommend an annual operating expense fudget."
"I'm a rabid typist."
"Instrumental in ruining an entire Midwest chain operation."
REFERENCES:
"References: None. I've left a path of destruction behind me."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2004, 12:26 PM:
Rated PG
After traveling a few blocks, Miss Bigtits realized she had no
money and,immediately informed the driver. "You'd better stop. I
can't pay you and it's ten dollars already," she said.
The driver checked her out in the rear-vision mirror. "That's
okay," he said. "I'll turn down the first dark street, get in the back seat and take off your bra."
"You'd be cheating yourself," she replied.
"This bra is only worth five dollars."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2004, 12:31 PM:
Rated G
It's the "Courtesy Is Our Trademark" week at one store when an
elderly lady walks in and starts bossing the sales assistants
about, asking to be shown this and that just to go looking for
something entirely different.
Finally,when she has one of the assistants grabbing a stepladder to bring a box from the top shelf, this man straightens his tie and starts walking out the door.
The lady customer,in bewilderement,gasps and yells after him,"Wait a minute,what do you think you are doing?"
The assistant turns around and with a polite smile answers
pointing to the logo of the week. "We've got a week of special
courtesy with our customers. So I'm taking the damn hike for
you..."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-30-2004, 07:49 AM:
Rated G
DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THE...
Paper company that folded?
Brake company on the skids?
Surgeon who was forced to take a cut in his salary?
Cigarette company that went up in smoke?
Baker who was short of dough?
Refrigerator manufacturer that had it's assets frozen?
Upholsterers that couldn't cover their costs?
Adhesive tape company that got into a sticky situation?
Tennis ball manufacturer that ended up in court?
Downfall of the bungee suppliers?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-30-2004, 09:54 AM:
Rated G
A barber runs out of his shop and down to the nearest corner where a policeman is standing. "Officer," he asks, have you seen a man run by here?"
"No I haven't. What's the problem?"
"The rotten bastard ran out of my shop without paying me!"
"This fellow," the officer asks, "does he have any distinguishing
features?"
"Well, yes," the barber replies. "He's carrying one of his ears
in his left hand."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-30-2004, 11:07 AM:
Rated G
Word for your day:"facinorous" was the Olde English word for a
bad deed;a really bad deed.Extremely wicked,grossly criminal,
atrocious,infamous,or vile.
As in,"What Enron did to corporate accounting was truly facinorous."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2004, 07:42 AM:
Rated G
Coffee Shop news.
A guy comes into a coffee shop and places his order.He says:
"I want three flat tires,a pair of headlights,and a pair of running boards."
The waitress,not wanting to appear stupid,goes to the kitchen and says to the cook."This guy out there just ordered three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards.What does he think,this is an auto parts store?"
"No" the cook says."Three flats tires means three pancakes,a
pair of headlights is two eggs sunny side up,and running boards is 2 slices crisp bacon."
"Oh," says the waitress.The waitress thinks about this and then
she spoons up a bowl of beans and gives it to the customer.
The guy says,"What are the beans for?"
The waitress replies,"I thought while you were waiting for the flat tires,headlights and running boards, ..................you might want to gas up."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2004, 11:05 AM:
Rated G
A colleague was planning a trip to my business office and asked if I could find him a hotel with exercise facilities. I called
several hotels, with no luck.
Finally, thought I had found one.I asked the receptionist if the hotel had a weight room.
"No," she replied, "but we have a lobby. You can wait there."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2004, 11:15 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Kodak announced that it will cut 12,000 to 14,000 jobs
worldwide..."
Employees will receive a special "Kodak Moment" photo taken as
they're handed the pink slip.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-05-2004, 11:29 AM:
Rated G
My son is a service technician for an exterminating company.
And one of the rules is that he must confirm his appointments by
phone the night before a service call.
One evening, he called a customer and said to the man who
answered,"Hi. This is John from the pest-control company. Your
wife phoned us."
There was silence for a moment,and then my husband heard the man say,"Honey,someone wants to speak to you about your relatives."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-05-2004, 02:54 PM:
Rated G
This guy buys some new underwear from a department store. He takes
them home and tries them on, but to his dismay they don't fit
properly, so off he goes back to the store. When it's his turn at
the customer service window, the lady asks him why he's returning
the underwear.
The man replies by asking the saleslady, "Have you ever heard of
the ballroom in the Washington Monument?"
The puzzled saleslady scratches her head and says, "What ballroom?"
The man snaps, "Exactly!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-05-2004, 03:33 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Leroy goes down to the barber shop - Gets his hair cut and then he is getting a shave. After being nicked by the barber several
times - Leroy says, "Hey buddy, have you got an extra razor?"
Barber replies, "Well yes sir I do. Would you prefer shaving
yourself?"
Leroy said, "Well not exactly - but I thought I might need to
defend myself!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 07:49 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Lisa, my co-worker at the travel agency, needed to send a letter
of apology to a customer whose trip was a complete fiasco from
start to finish. I reminded her of a similar situation a year
earlier and dug out the letter I'd written then.
"All you have to do," I told her, "is to change the details, the
date, and the name."
She looked it over and smiled wryly. "We won't need to change the name."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 08:21 AM:
Rated PG
When I was CEO of a company, I always kept the sexual harassment
complaint forms in the bottom drawer of the file cabinet directly
opposite my desk.
When a woman got one out,I usually got a great view of her butt.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-06-2004, 12:27 PM:
Rated G
Michele
Recently, a magazine ran a contest. They were looking for people
to submit quotes from their real-life managers.Here are some of
the submissions:
1. As of tomorrow, employees will only be able to access the
building using individual security cards. Pictures will be taken
next Wednesday and employees will receive their cards in two
weeks. (This was the winning quote from Fred Dales at Microsoft
Corp in Redmond, WA.)
2. What I need is a list of specific unknown problems we will
encounter.(Lykes Lines Shipping)
3. E-mail is not to be used to pass on information or data.It
should be used only for company business.(Accounting manager,
Electric Boat Company)
4. This project is so important,we can't let things that are moreimportant interfere with it.(Advertising/Marketing manager,
United Parcel Service)
5. Doing it right is no excuse for not meeting the schedule. No
one will believe you solved this problem in one day! We've been
working on it for months.Now,go act busy for a few weeks and
I'll let you know when it's time to tell them.(R&D supervisor,
Minnesota Mining and Manufacturing/3M Corp.)
6. My Boss spent the entire weekend retyping a 25-page proposal
that only needed corrections.She claims the disk I gave her was
damaged and she couldn't edit it.The disk I gave her was write-
protected.(CIO of Dell Computers)
7. Quote from the Boss: "Teamwork is a lot of people doing what I say." (Marketing executive, Citrix Corporation)
8. "How About Friday?" My sister passed away and her funeral was
scheduled for Monday. When I told my Boss, he said she died so
that I would have to miss work on the busiest day of the year. He then asked if we could change her burial to Friday.He said,
"That would be better for me." (Shipping executive, FTD Florists)
9. "We know that communication is a problem, but the company is
not going to discuss it with the employees." (Switching
supervisor, AT&T Long Lines Division)
10. We recently received a memo from senior management
saying:"This is to inform you that a memo will be issued today
regarding the subject mentioned above."(Microsoft,LegalAffairs Division)
11. One day my Boss asked me to submit a status report to him
concerning a project I was working on. I asked him if tomorrow
would be soon enough. He said "If I wanted it tomorrow, I would
have waited until tomorrow to ask for it!" (New business manager,Hallmark Greeting Cards.)
12. Speaking the Same Language: As director of communications, I
was asked to prepare a memo reviewing our company's training
programs and materials.
In the body of the memo one of the sentences mentioned
the "pedagogical approach" used by one of the training manuals.
The day after I routed the memo to the executive committee, I was called into the HR director's office, and told that the executive vice president wanted me out of the building by lunch. When I asked why,I was told that she wouldn't stand for "perverts" (pedophilia?) working in her company. Finally he showed me her copy of the memo, with her demand that I be fired -and the word"pedagogical" circled in red.The HR manager was fairly reasonable,and once he looked the word up in his dictionary, and made a copy of the definition to send back to her, he told me not to worry.He would take care of it.Two days later a memo to the entire staff came out directing us that no words which could not be found in the local Sunday newspaper could be used in company memos. A month later,I resigned.In accordance with company policy,I created my resignation memo by pasting words together from the Sunday paper. (Taco Bell Corporation)
13. This gem is the closing paragraph of a nationally-circulated
memo from a large communications company: "(Company name) is
endeavorily determined to promote constant attention on current
procedures of transacting business focusing emphasis on innovative ways to better, if not supersede, the expectations of quality!"
(Lucent Technologies)
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-10-2004, 01:28 PM:
Rated G
Employee: "I'm sorry but I can't come in today.I am suffering from Anal Glaucoma."
Boss: "Anal Glaucoma? What's that?"
Employee: "I just can't see my ass coming to work!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-10-2004, 02:53 PM:
Rated G
Michele
A harried driving instructor came home from work, kicked off his
shoes, and fell into a chair. "I'm thinking of taking six or seven of my students to England," he said.
"What on earth for?" his wife asked.
"It might make them feel good to see what it's like to drive on
the left side of the road-legally."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-10-2004, 03:06 PM:
Rated G
One of the workers on my construction crew didn't show up for work on Monday,and he didn't phone to explain his absence.
On Tuesday morning, though, he did call."I won't be able to make it to work today," he said, "or yesterday."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-27-2004, 08:20 AM:
Rated PG
JerseyT
The top 15 reasons for being fired from Toys 'R' Us
15. A little too much joie de vivre while demonstrating the
erector set, if you know what I mean.
14. Every time you're passed over for a promotion, you stick
your head in an Easy Bake Oven and threaten to "end it all."
13. You got caught adding a garage to your house using
embezzled Lego bricks.
12. Numerous parental complaints about your "Tickle Me Carl
The Stockboy" display.
11. You went overboard with your GI Joe Militia display by
adding the Tonka truck full of fertilizer.
10. Cross-dressing the Ken and Barbie dolls and telling kids
they're the new "Jerry Springer" edition.
9. The "My Little Taxidermy Kit" (with starter squirrel) is not
selling.
8. Impromptu demonstrations of why Malibu Ken is not
anatomically correct.
7. Got caught doing your Dolly Parton impression with
basketballs again.
6. Source of reefer smoke finally traced to "nostrils" of Geoffrey
the Giraffe.
5. Jaws of life needed to pull your knees out of your chest
after you jackknifed a Big Wheel.
4. Caught hocking phlegm into tykes' hands and telling them it
was "homemade Gack."
3. Your sales display, "Barbie's Struggle for Survival in
Post-Nuclear Holocaust Malibu" was not exactly an
overwhelming success.
2. Too many reports from people who swear they saw Geoffrey
the Giraffe in a leather bar.
1. Regardless of the question, you answer, "Bite me, kid --
I R on break."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-05-2004, 12:21 PM:
Rated G
Michele
It was Bill's first day at the gas station, and he watched a co-
worker measure the level of gasoline in the underground tanks by
lowering a giant measuring stick down into them.
"What would happen if I threw a lit match into the hole?" Bill
joked.
"It would go out," he replied very matter-of-factly.
"Really?" Bill asked, surprised to hear that. "Is there a safety
device that would extinguish it before the fumes ignited?"
"No," his co-worker continued. "The force from the explosion would blow out the match."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-09-2004, 11:17 AM:
Rated G
Schools across the country are now experimenting with serving
prune burgers -- hamburgers made with prunes.
In fact,if that works, they're thinking of opening a chain of prune burger restaurants.
I believe they're calling them Windy's.
Posted by Gordon Bachlund (Member # 124) on 03-12-2004, 04:58 PM:
Rated G
A Short Dictionary of Construction Terminology:
(Found posted in the Physical Planning Office at the Indiana University of Pennsylvania. Author unknown.)
Contractor - A gambler who never gets to shuffle, cut or deal.
Bid Opening - A poker game in which the losing hand wins.
Bid - A wild guess carried out to two decimal places.
Low Bidder - A contractor who is wondering what he left out.
Engineer's Estimate – The cost of construction in heaven.
Project Manager – The conductor of an orchestra in which every musician is in a different union.
Critical Path Method – A management technique for losing your shirt under perfect control.
OSHA - A protective coating made by half-baking a mixture of fine print, red tape, split hairs and baloney—usually applied at random with a shotgun.
Strike - An effort to increase egg production by strangling the chicken.
Delayed Payment – A tourniquet applied at the pockets.
Completion Date - The point at which liquidated damages begin.
Liquidated Damages – A penalty for failing to achieve the impossible.
Auditor - Person who goes in after the war is lost and bayonets the wounded.
Lawyer - Person who goes in after the auditors to strip the bodies.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-22-2004, 12:43 PM:
Rated G
Sue Bee
A travel agent said to his customer, "I can get you three days and two nights in Rome for a hundred bucks."
"How come so cheap?" replied the customer.
The travel agent told him, "The days are July 11, 12 and 13. The nights are July 21 and 22."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2004, 01:34 PM:
Rated PG
TO: Medical Personnel
FROM: Human Resources
It has come to our attention from several emergency rooms that
many EMS narratives have taken a decidedly creative direction
lately. Effective immediately, all members are to refrain from
using slang and abbreviations to describe patients, such as the
following:
Cardiac patients should not be referred to with MUH (messed up
heart), PBS (pretty bad shape),PCL (pre-code looking) or HIBGIA (had it before, got it again).
Stroke patients are NOT "Charlie Carrots." Nor are rescuers to useCCFCCP (Coo Coo for Cocoa Puffs) to describe their mental state.
Trauma patients are not FDGB (fall down, go boom),TBC (total body crunch) or "hamburger helper".
Similarly,descriptions of a car crash do not have to include
phrases like "negative vehicle to vehicle interface" or "terminal
deceleration syndrome."
HAZMAT teams are highly trained professionals,not "glow worms."
Persons with altered mental states as a result of drug use
are not considered "pharmaceutically gifted."
Gunshot wounds to the head are not "trans-occipital implants."
The homeless are not "urban outdoorsmen", nor is endotracheal
intubation referred to as a "PVC Challenge".
And finally, do not refer to recently deceased persons as
being "paws up," ART (assuming room temperature), or
CTD (circling the drain).
I know you will all join me in respecting the cultural diversity
of our patients to include their medical orientations in creating proper,narratives and log entries.
Sincerely,
Director of Human Resources
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2004, 01:42 PM:
Rated G
The receptionist for the company where I'm employed found some
cash in the office, apparently mislaid by a co-worker.
She sent the following email: "If anybody can say where they lost
$70, please let me know and it will be returned to you."
Within minutes one employee replied, "Kentucky Derby, 2001."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2004, 01:44 PM:
Rated G
B.B.
Linda got a job as a reporter at her local newspaper. The crusty
old editor told her, "Names, names - no story is complete without the names of everyone involved."
She came back a few hours later and filed this report:
Three farms in our area were affected by severe lightning storms
that struck Thursday night. Mr. and Mrs. Horace Greene reported a fire in their barn. Michael Arlington said several trees were
knocked down by the violence of the storm. And Fred Morse reported that three of his cows were struck by lightning.Their names were Bessie,Elsie and Bertha.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2004, 01:50 PM:
Rated G
Michele
The chef at a family-run restaurant had broken her leg and came
into our insurance office to file a disability claim.
As I scanned the claim form, I did a double take. Under "Reason
unable to work," she wrote: "Can't stand to cook."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-31-2004, 10:21 AM:
Rated G
Why Can't I Find A Job?
A survey of personnel executives at 200 of the Fortune 1000
companies provided the following unbelievable but true examples
of job applicant behavior.
"The reason the candidate was taking so long to respond to a
question became apparent when he began to snore."
"When I asked the candidate to give a good example of the
organizational skills she was boasting about, she said she was
proud of her ability to pack her suitcase 'real neat' for her
vacations."
"Why did (the applicant) go to college? His reply: "To party
and socialize."
"When I gave him my business card at the beginning of the
interview, he immediately crumpled it and tossed it in the
wastebasket."
"I received a resume and letter that said that the recent
high-school graduate wanted to earn '$25 an hour and not a nickel
less.'"
"(The applicant) had arranged for a pizza to be delivered to my
office during a lunch-hour interview. I asked him not to eat it
until later."
"(The applicant) said she had just graduated cum laude, but she
had no idea what cum laude meant. However, she was proud of her
grade point average. It was 2.1."
"(The applicant) insisted on telling me that he wasn't afraid
of hard work, but insisted on adding he was afraid of horses and
didn't like jazz, modern art, or seafood."
"She actually showed up for an interview during the summer wearing
a bathing suit. She said she didn't think I'd mind."
"He sat down opposite me, made himself comfortable, and proceeded
to put his foot up on my desk."
"The interview had gone well, until he told me that he and his
friends wore my company's clothing whenever they could. I had to
tell him that we manufactured office products, not sportswear."
"(The applicant) applied for a customer service position, although,as he confided,he really wasn't a people person."
"Without asking if I minded,he casually lit a cigar and then
tossed the match onto my carpet-and couldn't understand why I was upset."
"On the phone,I had asked the candidate to bring his resume
and a couple of references.He arrived with the resume ... and
two people."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-09-2004, 11:15 AM:
Rated G
Dennis in Yonkers
An office manager was given the task of hiring an individual to fill a job opening.After sorting through a stack of resumes,he found four people who were equally qualified.
He decided to call the four in and ask them only one question. Their answer would determine which of them would get the job.
The day came and as the four sat around the conference room table the interviewer asked, ......."What is the fastest thing you know?"
Acknowledging the first man on his right,the man replied,"A THOUGHT.It just pops into your head and there's no warning that it's on the way; it's just there.A thought is the fastest thing I know."
"That's very good!",replied the interviewer."And now you sir?," he asked the second man.
"Hmmmmm... let me see. A blink!It comes and goes and you don't
know that it ever happened.A BLINK is the fastest thing I know."
"Excellent!" said the interviewer."The blink of an eye... that's a very popular cliche for speed."
He then turned to the third man who was contemplating his reply.
"Well, out at my dad's ranch, you step out of the house and on the wall there's a light switch.When you flip that switch, way out across the pasture the light in the barn comes on in less than an instant.YEP,TURNING ON A LIGHT is the fastest thing I can think of.
The interviewer was very impressed with the third! answer and thoughthe hadfound his man."It's hard to beat the speed of light," he said.
Turning to the fourth and final man, the interviewer posed the same question.
The last man replied, "After hearing the three previous answers, it's obvious to me that the fastest thing known is DIARRHEA."
"WHAT?" said the interviewer,stunned by the response.
"OH, I can explain." said the fourth man. "You see, the other day I wasn't feeling well and so I ran for the bathroom. But before I could THINK,BLINK,orTURN ON THE LIGHT,I had already shit my pants!"
HE GOT THE JOB.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2004, 11:53 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Bob is a favorite conductor among commuters on the Long Island Rail Road. He has great rapport with the regulars, but occasionally runs into a problem rider. One passenger, for instance, seemed irritated at having to hand over his ticket to be punched.
"Where are you going today?" Bob asked, smiling.
"Well, what does the ticket say?" replied the traveler sarcastically.
"Um, it says you're on the wrong train," Bob informed him.
"What am I supposed to do now?" asked the flustered passenger.
Returning the punched card, Bob replied calmly, "Ask the ticket."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2004, 12:04 PM:
Rated G
My dry cleaner very generously gives each customer a free copy of our daily newspaper. As I took my copy, I told him, "I hope the business grows enough to offset the cost of the papers."
"Oh, don't worry about us," he said. "Nothing dirties clothes more than newsprint."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-16-2004, 09:47 AM:
Rated G
The young man entered the Dairy Queen and asked, "What flavors of ice cream do you have today?"
"Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry," the girl wheezed as she spoke, patted her chest and seemed unable to continue.
"Have you got laryngitis?" the young man asked sympathetically.
"Nope," she whispered, "just vanilla, chocolate and strawberry."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-19-2004, 11:41 AM:
Rated G
: Lorraine
A man walks into the pharmacy and asks the pharmacist, "Do you have any acetylsalicylic acid?"
"Do you mean aspirin?" says the pharmacist.
"That's it! I can never remember that word!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-21-2004, 10:08 AM:
Rated G
Michele
Trying to sell ads for my high-school yearbook, I approached my father, who owned a house-painting business with my two brothers. My father agreed to purchase an ad and said I should ask my brother Jack to write it.
"We're too busy now!" Jack protested. "With an ad, we'll just get more work."
"Jack," I replied, "Dad said you have to write the ad."
The next morning, Jack handed me his copy. It read, "John J. Palmer & Sons, Painting Contractors. For easy work, call the sons. If it's hard, call Pop."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 04:44 AM:
Rated G
The first job I had after college required frequent business trips. Much to my dismay,my 45-year-old boss arranged our schedules so that we often traveled together.Worse,whenever we entered a restaurant,he would pretend that I was his date, calling me "honey" or "dear" in front of the waiters.
At first I kept silent - then,growing increasingly annoyed,I decided to put a stop to his antics.When the maitre d' came forward to seat us at one restaurant,my boss asked me,"Sugar, where do you want to sit?"
"Anywhere suits me, Daddy," I replied.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 04:55 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
During my first year in mortgage banking,I chose follow-up as my prime objective and made sure my clients knew it.
On one case,a joint-venture construction loan that had required hours of preparation,I was eager to advise my client that I had finally received a letter of intent.I called his office only to be told that he had left for the day.
Frustrated,I relaxed by sailboarding in the harbor near my home.
As I sailed along on I noticed a large powerboat cruising nearby and was astonished to discover that the man at the helm was my client.
I tacked close to the cruiser,and waved.Incredulous,he waved back and slowed the boat.
"Just wanted to let you know I've received a letter of intent," I called out.
The deal was sealed soon afterward.
Attached to the client's agreement was this postscript: "When you say you follow up on a deal,you really mean it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 05:03 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
It was the usual busy day at the bank where I work.
After a glance at the line of waiting customers,a harried-looking man came up to the side counter and demanded,"What do I have to do to change the address on my account?"
Without missing a beat,the clerk replied,"You have to move."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 05:08 AM:
Rated G
Lorraine
Everyone had weighed in,and our diet-workshop leader began her lecture on the week's topic — the problems of dining out.
She talked about alternatives,such as requesting diet sodas and dressings, and having meat broiled instead of fried.Finally she turned the question over to the group for discussion.
"What is the greatest problem you encounter when going out to eat?"
Replied one woman quickly, "Running into you!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 05:11 AM:
Rated G
Experts are predicting that gas could go up to $3 a gallon by the end of the year.
But, the oil companies say no, no, no - it'll go down to $3 a gallon by the end of the year.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-05-2004, 05:30 AM:
Rated G
Sheldon
It Hap-Punned at the Firehouse
A young, but "slow" and green recruit, fresh out of the Fire Training Academy, was spending his first day on the job and fell sound asleep.
A short time later, the raucous-sounding, continuous, ear- blasting bell went off, because something was ablaze out there.
The recruit woke up in a daze and saw his fellow firefighters scurrying about like crazy and sliding down the pole, one after another, without stop.
While still half asleep, the greenhorn ran over to the Fire Captain, who was checking on his men.
"Sir, I just don't understand all the commotion. Where's the fire???"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 03:26 AM:
Rated G
Two weeks after her one-year-old's photo shoot, Janice returned to the studio to view the pictures on a color monitor, in order to determine which pictures she wanted to purchase. The photographer started describing the merits of each photo, but as he went through the set he spoke so quickly that Janice couldn't get a single word in as he pressed home his sales pitch.
Finally, after showing Janice all 20 poses, the photographer asked her, "Which photos of your child are you most interested in purchasing?"
"None," Janice replied, "this isn't my son."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 03:44 AM:
Rated G
Michele
A bill collector came knocking at the door of a lady who had fallen behind on her bills.
"All right, lady," said the bill collector, "how about the next installment on that couch?"
The lady shrugged. "I guess that's better than having to give you money."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-07-2004, 08:39 AM:
Rated G
I was in the express lane at the store quietly fuming.
Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the check-out line pushing a cart piled high with groceries.
Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward, looked into the cart and asked sweetly, "So which six items would you like to buy?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2004, 03:19 AM:
Rated PG
Sheldon
Comments from Store Customer Service People (Or, Things We Dread To Hear At Customer Service.)
"Yeah, you broke it, my friend, but you apparently confuse truth with fiction. Ha! You want your money back??? Sorry, no refund or exchanges when YOU busted it! Next!"
"Oh, you claim it never worked!? Yeah, sure! And, the moon is made of green cheese! No refund, no exchange! Capish? Next on line, please!"
"No way Jose. You paid by credit card, so NO cash back! Go ahead and complain...complain to God, for all I care!"
"Have you ever had a really ball-busting crappy day? Well, this is my first!"
"It was missing a part? So, what am I supposed to do? Make a part appear out of thin air just for you! Ha! Just write to the company like everybody else does. That's exactly right...we're not exchanging your box or opening a new box for a crummy gold plated wingnut! Next!"
"Go ahead and talk to the Manager. Mr. Koslovich won't like your rotten attitude, either. Did you know he's ex KGB?"
"You say your kid put gum into the DVD slot? Aha! So, now am I supposed to kiss the DVD's boo-boo and get you a new DVD player? Uh-Uh, my pal. This one stays with you, bubby!"
"That's exactly right. Film does not go into a digital camera. Why not? Don't bust my chops! Do I look like a rocket scientist? Next!"
"Panties? Oh, no! Cynthia...Service desk please! Cynthia, Service desk please!"
"So, you're telling me that the instructions were not enclosed? Do you take me for a fool, sir? And, any six-year old can do it without the instructions. Next!"
"Oh...I'm truly sorry, but you missed the return and exchange period by just 11 hours. Such a shame. You're just shit out of luck, my man!"
"You're mad, because you had to wait 10 minutes until I showed. You do know that some people go caca!" Don't you?" And, yes, I washed!"
"Yes, just read the instructions. We don't do assembly. Just read the sign behind me! Next!"
"That looks like a 'cheesy' string bikini. Wow, does that stink! No way! No refund, no exchange. Nada! NEXT!"
"You missed our return period by a day. So, for a $100 we will gladly fix that defective knob. Takes about 10 weeks. Is that OK?"
"You did wear that bikini bathing suit. What's that brown spot down there? Whew, I'm feeling woozy. For...Forget it! Lady you own it!"
"Refund! Ha! You failed to read the microscopic print on the back of your receipt. Tough, huh. I really feel for you, but no refund. Next!"
"This radio is from another store. Get lost you slime!"
"Sorry it broke. It was our last one, but for just $300 more you can get a much better system, anyway."
"Factory service? Sure, if Shanghai is fine with you. Lately, our sendout-repair-return time is about a year. You can live with that, right?!!!"
"The bad news is we don't do no refunds or exchanges. The good news is that I got a whopping discount on my car insurance. Yowsa! Not too shabby, huh! A hundred and eighty bucks saved every six months!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-11-2004, 09:21 AM:
Rated G
While I was working at the front desk of a resort hotel one evening in Atlantic City, a man called to reserve a room.
He asked what our corporate rates were,then gave me his name and address.
When I asked what company he was with, he replied, "Well! My wife's, of course!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-11-2004, 09:24 AM:
Rated G
My husband was employed as a dealer in a casino.
Late one night a player at the craps table was having a run of bad luck. Desperate, he turned to my husband.
"You work here," he moaned. "What's the secret to winning at this game?"
"What day of the week is this?" my husband asked.
"Saturday."
"And what time is it?" "
About 3 a.m.," the player answered.
"I'm here working on a Saturday at 3 a.m., and you're here on vacation," my husband shot back, "and you think I've got the answer!"
Posted by Scott Norwood (Member # 30) on 05-18-2004, 07:45 AM:
[note: this was written well before 1999; I think I first saw it in 1995 or 1996]
The Future of Telecom
Sometime in 1999:
"Hello. This is Bell Atlantic-Nynex-MCI-TCI-America Online customer service. May I help you?"
"Yes, I'd like to report a problem with my telephone."
"Our records show you don't have local phone service through us."
"How'd you know who I am? I didn't give you my name."
"We have ways."
"Well, I'm pretty sure you have my phone service."
"Our records show you have long-distance, cellular, satellite TV, Internet access and your MasterCard through us. Your phone service must be through one of the other three big communications companies. Have you looked at your bill?"
"My bill is 134 pages long."
"Oh, you're one of our light users. But we'd be happy to become your local phone provider. If you sign up, you get one-third off long-distance calls made on your cellular phone to friends and family members who have an Internet home page."
"It's tempting, but I just want my phone fixed."
"Fine, sir. Just a reminder: Next time you need to contact us, try our Internet site. And when you get there, you can sign up for a free showing, through your satellite TV system, of Hamlet starring Bell Atlantic-Nynex-MCI-TCI-America Online CEO Ray Smith."
"Thanks. Goodbye."
Click. Dial. Ring.
"Good morning! This is SBC-Pacific Telesis-Sprint-GTE-Little Caesars."
"Little Caesars? You do pizza?"
"You buy it over phone lines. It's content. Would you like one? You get a medium with two toppings when you order HBO on cable."
"Uh, no. I called because my phone line isn't working right."
"I see. Do you have your phone over your cable line or do you have your phone over a phone line."
"A phone line, I think."
"OK, then that's not SBC-Pacific Telesis-Sprint-GTE-Little Caesars. My file shows that you get cable TV and video games on demand from us, but in your area, we only offer phone service over cable lines. If you use a phone line, it must be one of the other companies."
"Thanks. I'll call them."
"And sir? We're testing some new products in your area. We're offering electric service and natural gas service for 10% less than the public utilities. One-stop shopping. We want to provide you with everything that comes into your house and connects to a device or appliance."
"No, thanks. Bye."
Click. Dial. Ring.
"Hello. Endorphin Enterprises."
"I'm sorry. I must have dialed the wrong number."
"You're probably in the right place. We just changed our name. We used to be US West-UUNet-Universal Pictures-Ameritech, but that got pretty cumbersome. I guess they wanted to call it UUUUSA, but then decided to start fresh. So we're Endorphin Enterprises."
"Clever."
"Personally, I thought we should call ourselves Youse Guys. Get it?"
"Yeah, that's good. Um, I was calling because my phone line doesn't seem to work right."
"Ohhhhh. What services do you have with us?"
"I'm not sure."
"We offer everything: local, long-distance, cellular, cable TV, satellite TV, Internet access, music on demand and so on. But so does everybody else these days."
"Yes, well, it's gotten a little confusing. I've already called those two other companies with long names."
"Oh, right. OK, see, it looks like you don't have anything at all with us. Now, we could make your life easier by giving you all the services so you'd know who to call. Except in your area, we only offer movies on demand over the Internet, so that could be a problem."
"No, really, I just want to get my phone fixed."
"My guess is you must have your local phone service through AT&T. That's the only other company left in the business."
"OK, I'll try AT&T."
Click. Dial. Ring.
"Hello. AT&T. Bob A1len speaking."
"Bob A1len? The chairman? I'm sorry. I wanted customer service."
"No problem. Hold on a moment."
Pause. Rustling sounds.
"Hello. Customer service. Bob A1len speaking."
"Mr. A1len, I really just wanted customer service."
"This is it. We spun off everything but my office. It goes totally against the megamerger trend. Our shareholders love it. I'm getting paid $55 billion this year."
"Well, sir, my phone line doesn't work right, and I think I need someone to come fix it."
"Be right there, as soon as I can find my tool belt."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-19-2004, 05:21 AM:
Rated G
There are many companies, brands & products whose names were derived from strange circumstances:
Mercedes -> This was actually the financier's daughter's name.
Adobe -> This came from name of the river Adobe Creek that ran behind the house of founder John Warnock.
Apple Computers > It was the favorite fruit of founder Steve Jobs. He was three months late in filing a name for the business, and he threatened to call his company Apple Computers if the other colleagues didn't suggest a better name by 5 o'clock.
CISCO -> It is not an acronym as popularly believed. It is short for San Francisco.
Compaq -> This name was formed by using COMp, for computer, and PAQ to denote a small integral object.
Corel -> The name was derived from the founder's name Dr. Michael Cowpland. It stands for COwpland REsearch Laboratory.
Google -> The name started as a joke boasting about the amount of information the search-engine would be able to search. It was originally named 'Googol', a word for the number represented by 1 followed by 100 zeros. After founders - Stanford graduate students Sergey Brin and Larry Page presented their project to an angel investor, they received a cheque made out to 'Google'.
Hotmail -> Founder Jack Smith got the idea of accessing e-mail via the web from a computer anywhere in the world. When Sabeer Bhatia came up with the business plan for the mail service, he tried all kinds of names ending in 'mail' and finally settled for hotmail as it included the letters "html" - the programming language used to write web pages. It was initially referred to as HoTMaiL with selective uppercasing.
Hewlett Packard -> Bill Hewlett and Dave Packard tossed a coin to decide whether the company they founded would be called Hewlett- Packard or Packard-Hewlett.
Intel -> Bob Noyce and Gordon Moore wanted to name their new company 'Moore Noyce' but that was already trademarked by a hotel chain so they had to settle for an acronym of INTegrated ELectronics.
Microsoft -> Coined by Bill Gates to represent the company that was devoted to MICROcomputer SOFTware. Originally christened Micro- Soft, the '-' was removed later on.
Motorola -> Founder Paul Galvin came up with this name when his company started manufacturing radios for cars. The popular radio company at the time was called Victrola.
ORACLE -> Larry Ellison and Bob Oats were working on a consulting project for the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency). The code name for the project was called Oracle (the CIA saw this as the system to give answers to all questions or something such). The project was designed to help use the newly written SQL code by IBM. The project eventually was terminated but Larry and Bob decided to finish what they started and bring it to the world. They kept the name Oracle and created the RDBMS engine. Later they kept the same name for the company.
Sony -> It originated from the Latin word 'sonus' meaning sound, and 'sonny' a slang used by Americans to refer to a bright youngster.
SUN -> Founded by 4 Stanford University buddies, SUN is the acronym for Stanford University Network. Andreas Bechtolsheim built a microcomputer; Vinod Khosla recruited him and Scott McNealy to manufacture computers based on it, and Bill Joy to develop a UNIX-based OS for the computer.
Yahoo! -> The word was invented by Jonathan Swift and used in his book 'Gulliver's Travels'. It represents a person who is repulsive in appearance and action and is barely human. Yahoo! Founders Jerry Yang and David Filo selected the name because they considered themselves yahoos.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-19-2004, 08:10 PM:
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Lorraine
A customer asked my husband,who is in the roofing business, for an estimate on ripping off old shingles and replacing them with new ones.
When he handed him the estimate,the customer burst out laughing. In front of the price, my husband had written: "Complete rip off."
He got the job.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-22-2004, 05:19 PM:
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My friend's father is a locksmith in a resort town.
Once he saw a group of beach goers park near his shop and dump trash from their car on his property.
As soon as they were out of sight, the locksmith picked the lock on their car door, put the garbage back inside and relocked the car.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-30-2004, 07:55 PM:
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POSITION:
Mother, Mum, Mummy, Mom, Mama, Mommy
JOB DESCRIPTION:
Long term,team players needed,for challenging permanent work in an,often chaotic environment.Candidates must possess excellent communicationand organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours,which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call.
Some overnight travel required,including trips to primitive camping siteson rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities.
Travel expenses not reimbursed.Extensive courier duties also required.
RESPONSIBILITIES:
The rest of your life.Must be willing to be hated,at least temporarily,until someone needs $5.Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly.Also,must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams fromthe backyard are not someone just crying wolf.Must be willing to facestimulating technical challenges,such as small gadget repair,mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers.Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects.Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks.Must be willing to be indispensable one minute,an embarrassment the next.Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap,plastic toys,and battery operated devices.Must always hope for the best but be preparedfor the worst.Must assume final,complete accountability for the quality of the end product.Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.
POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT & PROMOTION:
Virtually none.Your job is to remain in the same position for years,without complaining,constantly retraining and updating your skills,so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you.
PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE:
None required unfortunately.On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.
WAGES AND COMPENSATION:
Get this! You pay them! Offering frequent raises and bonuses.A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent.When you die, you give them whatever is left.The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.
BENEFITS:
While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement,no paid holidays and no stock options are offered; this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth and free hugs for life if you play your cards right.
Forward this on to all the Moms you know, in appreciation for everything they do on a daily basis,and let them know they are appreciated.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2004, 04:20 AM:
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When Michelin, Goodyear and Firestone workers become 65 years old, do they simply quit work, or merely re-Tire?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2004, 04:49 PM:
Rated G
Denny in Yonkers
The Tomato Company
An unemployed man is desperate to support his family of a wife andthree kids.He applies for a janitor's job at a large firm and easilypasses an aptitude test.
The human resources manager tells him,"You will be hired at minimum wage of $5.35 an hour.Let me have your e-mail address so that we canget you in the loop.Our system will automatically e-mail you all theforms and advise you when to start and where to report on your firstday."
Taken back,the man protests that he is poor and has neither a computernor an e-mail address.To this the manager replies, "You mustunderstand that to a company like ours that means that you virtually donot exist. Without an e-mail address you can hardly expect to beemployed by a high-tech firm. Good day."
Stunned,the man leaves.Not knowing where to turn and having $10 inhis wallet,he walks past a farmers' market and sees a stand selling 25lb.crates of beautiful red tomatoes. He buys a crate, carries it to abusy corner and displays the tomatoes. In less than 2 hours he sells allthe tomatoes and makes 100% profit. Repeating the process several times more that day, he ends up with almost $100 and arrives home that nightwith several bags of groceries for his family.
During the night he decides to repeat the tomato business the next day.By the end of the week he is getting up early every day and working intothe night.He multiplies his profits quickly. Early in the second weekhe acquires a cart to transport several boxes of tomatoes at a time,butbefore a month is up he sells the cart to buy a broken-down pickuptruck.
At the end of a year he owns three old trucks. His two sons have lefttheir neighborhood gangs to help him with the tomato business, his wife is buying the tomatoes,and his daughter is taking night courses at thecommunity college so she can keep books for him.
By the end of the second year he has a dozen very nice used trucks andemploys fifteen previously unemployed people,all selling tomatoes.He continues to work hard.
Time passes and at the end of the fifth year he owns a fleet of nicetrucks and a warehouse that his wife supervises,plus two tomato farmsthat the boys manage.The tomato company's payroll has put hundreds of homeless and jobless people to work.His daughter reports that thebusiness grossed a million dollars.
Planning for the future,he decides to buy some life insurance.
Consulting with an insurance adviser,he picks an insurance plan to fithis new circumstances.Then the adviser asks him for his e-mail addressin order to send the final documents electronically.
When the man replies that he doesn't have time to mess with a computerand has no e-mail address,the insurance man is stunned,"What, youdon't have e-mail? No computer? No Internet? Just think where you would be today if you'd had all of that five years ago!"
" Ha!" snorts the man. "If I'd had e-mail five years ago I would besweeping floors at Microsoft and making $5.15 an hour."
Which brings us to the moral of the story:
Since you got this story by e-mail,you're probably closer to being a janitor than a millionaire.
Sadly, I received it also.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-08-2004, 06:45 AM:
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In a department store, a difficult customer and a patient clerk were having a hard time getting together. Nothing the clerk provided was suitable.
Finally,the finicky shopper said in annoyance, "Can't you find a smarter clerk to serve me?"
"No," said the saleswoman. "The smarter clerk saw you coming and disappeared."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-09-2004, 05:24 AM:
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My Uncle Joe got fired from his construction job.I asked him what happened.
"You know what a foreman is?" he asked."The one who stands around and watches the other men work?"
"What's that got to do with it?" I asked.
"Well, he just got jealous of me," Uncle Joe explained.
"Everyone thought I was the foreman."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-15-2004, 01:15 PM:
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Lorraine
While working for a mining company,we sent a small field party to the mountains in the Yukon.
One summer student climbed over a ridge and was startled to find herself face to face with a young brown bear.
To her relief there was one small tree nearby,to which she furiously ran.
On the way a brown blur passed her,and when she got to the base of the tree,she found the terrified bear safely perched at the top.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-18-2004, 10:34 AM:
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Frank in CT
At the end of my factory shift, I was asked to purchase some supplies. The machines' conveyor belts needed talcum powder to prevent them from sticking, and we were also in need of more aspirin for workers with noise induced tension headaches.
I left the factory and drove to the nearest store where I loaded a shopping cart with four cases of baby powder and several boxes of aspirin. As the man behind me in the checkout line peered at my purchases, he laughed and exclaimed, "I'm sure glad that's your baby and not mine!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-20-2004, 11:00 AM:
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Uncle Bubba
The Top 16 Euphemisms for Slacking at Work
16> Thinking outside the cube
15> De-nosing the grindstone
14> Training for a career in management
13> Not working
12> Awaiting awkward discovery prior to pursuing new opportunities elsewhere
11> Conserving the midnight oil
10> Testing the corporate firewall's ability to stop indecent images
9> Consulting
8> Battling the dreaded the Minesweeper virus
7> Defragging the brain drive
6> Reaping the rewards of superior delegation
5> In conference with the Olsen twins
4> Visiting Crawford
3> Letting opportunity open its own damn door
2> Zero-tasking
1> Enabling real-time back-end utilization
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-21-2004, 10:45 AM:
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On my first day at the gas station, I watched a co-worker measure the level of gasoline in the underground tanks by lowering a giant measuring stick down into them.
"What would happen if I threw a lit match into the hole?" I joked.
"It would go out," he replied very matter-of-factly.
"Really?" I asked, surprised to hear that. "Is there a safety device that would extinguish it before the fumes ignited?"
"No," my co-worker continued. "The force from the explosion would blow out the match."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-23-2004, 01:34 PM:
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Phil on Long Island
Whenever somebody at work comments on something outrageous, tactless, or distasteful I have done, my usual reply is, "If you think that's bad, just try being married to me." While usually taken as cute and slightly self-effacing, it isn't. It's bedrock truth. Take an example from last evening:
Ellen and I go out to one of our local eateries for a good meal and conversation. The subject of planning our fall activities comes up. As it stands, I have an excess of vacation and she has a deficit. I've talked about taking a solo trip somewhere for a week of pure photography. Perhaps a swing through the Midwest, or a jaunt up to Canada, or a combination of the two. This weekend a new wrinkle arrived when some friends of ours offered up space in a house they are renting in Hawaii this fall.
Me: "I'm halfway thinking about taking Dave and Linda up on their offer."
Ellen: "By yourself? You'd go to Hawaii without me?"
Me: "Well, I've got the vacation and you really don't."
Ellen: "What about our anniversary trip in September?"
Me: "I'm still up for that. Actually I suppose we could go to Hawaii together and call that our trip."
Ellen: "Hmm."
Me: "Except..."
Ellen: "Except what?"
Me: "Well I'd feel really guilty about boarding the cats for that in October when we know we're going to do it in November for Thanksgiving and in December for Christmas."
Ellen: "That's true..."
Me: "Plus, I'm not sure how much more time we have left with ZsaZsa. I hate the idea of her spending most of it with strangers."
Ellen: "Yeah..."
Me: "As a matter of fact, I've been thinking that leaving town for our anniversary in September is probably not such a good idea for the same reason."
Ellen: "You're right. We should just do something closer to home."
Me: "Good."
Ellen: "Good."
... silence for a breath or two ...
Me: "So, I can go to Hawaii, right?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-27-2004, 11:13 AM:
Rated PG
A lady waled into a pharmacy and spoke with the pharmacist.
She asked, Do you have any Viagra?"
"Yes", he answered.
She asked, "Does it work?"
"Absolutely", he replied.
"Can you get it over the counter?" she asked.
"I can if I take two", he answered.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-27-2004, 11:21 AM:
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Boss: (Too Employee} Experts say that humor on the job relieves tension in this time of down-sizing, Knock, Knock.
Employee: Who's there?
Boss: Not you anymore.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-28-2004, 10:10 AM:
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A furniture company sent this letter about an outstanding account:
"Dear Mr. Jones,
What would your neighbors think if we had to send a truck out to your house to repossess your furniture because you have not met your payments?"
The company received this reply:
"Dear Sir,
I have discussed the matter you wrote about with my neighbors to see what they would think. They all think it would be a mean, lowdown, dirty trick."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:48 AM:
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Lorraine
My cousin once had a job in which he dressed as a polar bear to promote soft drinks at shopping malls.
One day a man strolled past him and asked, "Don't you feel stupid dressed up in that thing?"
"I should feel stupid?" answered my cousin. "You're the one talking to a bear.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:51 AM:
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lorraine
While employed at a card-and-gift shop, I received a call from a young woman who had ordered wedding invitations just two weeks before. She wanted to know if it was too late to make a few changes on them.
I told her to give me the new information and I would check with the printer."Okay," she said."It's a different date,a different church and a different guy."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:52 AM:
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Lorraine
It was almost closing time at the autobody repair shop, where I work as a secretary, when an elderly woman came in with a small electric food-mixer.
"May I help you?" I offered, expecting her to ask if one of our men could fix her appliance.
"I was wondering if I could use your electricity for a few moments," she replied. "We're camped across the street in the city park, but we don't have electrical hookups. Today is my husband's birthday, and I want to bake him a cake."
Producing a bowl and cake mix she said, "If you don't mind, I'd like to mix it here."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:56 AM:
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Our business practice is to send letters in duplicate, requesting the recipient to acknowledge receipt by signing and returning one copy.
Once we sent our office-rental check attached to the usual duplicated letter but, due to a typographical error, asked our landlord to acknowledge it by "singing and returning" a copy of the letter.
The duplicate was duly returned with the following acknowledgment: "TRALA-LA-LA-LA!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 11:58 AM:
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Lorraine
My sister's work consists of conducting opinion polls and she obtains information by telephone.If the person who answers the phone refuses to answer the questions, she asks if the spouse would be agreeable to do so.
One woman who answered said, "I'm sorry. I don't have time. I'm in the middle of stuffing a chicken."
My sister asked, "Well, can your husband do it?"
"Oh, no," replied the woman. "He doesn't know anything about chickens."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 12:00 PM:
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On a bright sunny day off the coast of British Columbia, a fishing boat was returning to harbor after its first trip of the season.
The captain went below leaving his new deckhand at the wheel. Tired after a long day, the young fellow quickly fell asleep.
Without warning, the skipper was knocked to his knees when the vessel ran into a rock bluff on a small island. The force of the blow was so great that the boat bounced straight back.
As the skipper clambered into the wheelhouse, the boat struck the bluff again.
Picking himself up for the second time, he saw the panic- stricken face of his deckhand and calmly said, "It's no use, son. It won't work. You'll just have to go around."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 12:04 PM:
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Michele
A man was looking all over town to find a friend of his. He walked down the street and came to a barber shop. He stuck his head inside and asked, "Bob Peters here?"
The barber replied, "Nah, we just do shaves and haircuts."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-29-2004, 12:42 PM:
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A young fellow with long-hair was trying to enter a swim club. However, he was stopped by the owner who tried to explain that for health reasons long-haired people were prohibited from using the pool.
"Get a haircut, and you're welcome to swim in the pool," suggested the owner.
"Some of history's greatest men had long hair," said the young man.
"Those are the rules," hammered back the owner.
"Moses had long hair."
"Moses can't swim in our pool either."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2004, 10:38 AM:
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A farmer has problems with his chickens:all of the sudden,they are all getting very sick. After trying all conventional means, he calls a physicist to see if they can figure out what is wrong.
The physist tries.He stands there and looks at the chickens for a long time without touching them or anything.Then all of the sudden he starts scribbling away in a notebook.
Finally,after several gruesome calculations, he exclaims, "I've got it! But it only works for spherical chickens in a vaccum."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2004, 10:40 AM:
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The selling and selecting of watermelons in the South becomes a way of life in summer.
Just about every one of my customers thumps many melons before making a final selection, but no one can ever agree on exactly what the proper sound of a ripe melon should be.
One afternoon a blind man,a piano tuner by trade,came into my store to choose his melon.
He felt and thumped some of the larger melons, but he always returned to the same one.Then,with two final resounding thumps, he announced, "B flat! I'll take it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-01-2004, 11:14 PM:
Rated G
Larry in Mobile
Whhile supervising the production line of the bottling plant where I was foreman,I noticed that the capping machine was out of caps.
Unfortunately,in attempting to rectify the problem,I was careless,and the machine cut off part of one of my fingers.The senior operator,seeing what had happened,fainted.
A second operator rushed to the scene.She fainted.
A third operator found a bottle of aspirin and followed me as I headed toward the firstaid station.
A fourth operator took a cup of water from the cooler and she, too followed.
The rear was brought up by the first- aid man, with a bandage.
A police car arrived and took me to hospital.The operation was minor and in less than two hours I was being driven home by my wife.She dropped me off at work so I could assure my friends all was well.
But I need not have bothered. The others had all gone home sick.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-01-2004, 11:17 PM:
Rated G
The explosive-tempered president of a garment- manufacturing corporation was given to such office athletics as kicking over wastebaskets and winging ledger books against the wall.
His secretary maintained an almost sleepy- eyed tranquillity.
As a young auditor hired for a temporary job,I had a desk near their offices. Each day I was amazed at the two extremes in temperament and could not understand how they worked together, or could even bear each other personally.
One afternoon a screaming tirade from inside was climaxed by the slam of the telephone,then the roaring crash of a man who'd tipped too far back in his chair and hit the floor hard.
I sprang at once to rush in, but was halted by the secretary's uplifted palm. Without looking up from her work, she said, "If he's hurt, he will call me in. If he isn't, he won't forgive you for finding him on the floor,and you'll be replaced.If he's dead, what's your hurry?"
And I began to understand how they worked together.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-01-2004, 11:19 PM:
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“Today the search engine Google went public with stock. The move made the founders of the company over $3 billion dollars. To give you an idea of how much money that is – it would take Donald Trump two weeks to lose that amount of money.”
-– Craig Kilborn
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-01-2004, 11:21 PM:
Rated G
The Canadian National Railways carshops in London, Ont., closed down over 20 years ago but the quality materials, exotic woods and fine workmanship involved in the building and refurbishing of dining and sleeping cars are fondly remembered by all who worked there.
One day, while I was carrying a beautiful, full-length plate glass mirror from the Stores Department to the sleeper I was trimming, someone shouted "Jerry!" Startled, I wheeled around, and as I did, one end of the mirror struck a steel scaffold post and broke into a hundred pieces.
It was my supervisor who had shouted my name. There was a 30-second pause before he continued, "I just wanted to tell you to be extra careful with that mirror as it was the last one in stock."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-01-2004, 11:23 PM:
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An efficiency expert was visiting a factory. During the lunch hour he asked an executive how the workers knew when to return to work. He was told that a man on the roof fired a gun at one o'clock.
The inspector then went up to ask the man how he knew when it was one.
He replied that he checked the time on the clock outside the drugstore in the street below.
When the inspector left the factory, he called at the drugstore.
"How often is the clock outside your shop checked?" he asked the druggist.
"Never," came the reply. "It's always dead right by the one-o'clock gun."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2004, 01:50 PM:
Rated G
Our company president, a conservative fatherly type who either patronizes women or intimidates them, conducts interviews for all management positions himself.
When such an opening came up, the personnel manager told the president, "I can send you the two top candidates or, if you like, the top male and the top female."
"What is this?" the president shouted, "a job interview or Noah's Ark? Just send in the best two candidates and forget all this equal-opportunity bunk."
Both applicants arrived for their interviews in smartly tailored suits — complete with skirts.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-17-2004, 02:15 PM:
Rated G
POOR ADS:
Lost: small apricot poodle. Reward. Neutered. Like one of the family.
A superb and inexpensive restaurant. Fine food expertly served by waitresses in appetizing forms.
Dinner Special -- Turkey $2.35; Chicken or Beef $2.25; Children $2.00.
For sale: an antique desk suitable for lady with thick legs and large drawers.
Four-poster bed, 101 years old. Perfect for antique lover.
Now is your chance to have your ears pierced and get an extra pair to take home, too.
Wanted: 50 girls for stripping machine operators in factory.
Wanted: Unmarried girls to pick fresh fruit and produce at night.
We do not tear your clothing with machinery. We do it carefully by hand.
For Sale. Three canaries of undermined sex.
For Sale -- Eight puppies from a German Shepperd and an Alaskan Hussy.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-18-2004, 09:18 AM:
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Lorraine
One of the busiest times for a meat-department manager in a supermarket occurs when there is a sale on particular cuts.
When we put cross-rib roasts on sale one day the result was predictable. I'd bring out a cart of roasts and before I could get them on display, women customers were jostling for their share.
Three times I returned with a cart of roasts and three times they were gone before I got to the counter.
The fourth time out I noticed that a man who had quietly been watching began to approach my cart. He elbowed his way in, pushing and shoving, and finally grasped a roast. Before he could retreat from the crush, an irate woman glared at him and said, "Sir, how about being a gentleman!"
The fellow turned and said, "Ma'am, for twenty minutes I've been a gentleman, now I'm going to be a lady!" And with that he smiled, took his roast and walked away.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-18-2004, 09:20 AM:
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Lorraine
When my friend got a job, her husband agreed to share the housework. He was stunned by the amount of effort involved in keeping a house clean with small boys to pick up after, and insisted that he and his wife shop for a new vacuum cleaner.
The salesman gave them a demonstration of the latest model. "It comes equipped with all the newest features, "he assured them.
The husband was not convinced. "Don't you have a riding one?" he asked grimly.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2004, 08:57 AM:
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Lorraine
A U.S. fruit-growers' association was sponsoring an advertising campaign to promote the sale of prunes.
A million recipe folders were to be printed in San Francisco and then shipped to Seattle, Wash. There they would be imprinted with the individual grocery- outlet names before distribution to consumers.
As the executive in charge of this operation, I arrived at the Seattle plant just as the truckers were delivering the folders. To my dismay, I found that instead of packing the folders in small boxes, the shippers had used two piano-size crates. To complicate matters further, a forklift was not available.
I looked on as the two truckers struggled in vain with one of the crates. Finally one of them kicked the box in disgust and bellowed at me accusingly, "What in blazes have you got in these things, anyway? Scrap iron?"
"They're prune folders," I said. He glared at me.
"Are you telling me they're putting those wrinkles in with machines now?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-10-2004, 09:00 AM:
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: Betsy
Almost five hundred years ago Columbus set out for the East Indies but eventually wound up in the Caribbean.
Nowadays things are different. Today when you set out for the East Indies you get to the East Indies.
It's your luggage that winds up in the Caribbean.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-18-2004, 02:23 PM:
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Lorraine
James Bennett, no fan of rival publisher William Randolph Hearst, was one day irked to discover that Hearst was plotting to buy his ailing New York Herald. Sure enough, he soon received correspondence from Hearst asking how much the newspaper would cost, and promptly sent a cable in return.
His reply?
"Price of Herald three cents daily. Five cents Sunday. Bennett."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-18-2004, 02:36 PM:
Rated PG
Michele
Various Ads
A superb and inexpensive restaurant. Fine food expertly served by waitresses in appetizing forms.
For sale: an antique desk suitable for lady with thick legs and large drawers.
Four-poster bed, 101 years old. Perfect for antique lover.
Now is your chance to have your ears pierced and get an extra pair to take home, too.
Wanted: 50 girls for stripping machine operators in factory.
We do not tear your clothing with machinery. We do it carefully by hand.
For Sale. Three canaries of undermined sex.
For Sale -- Eight puppies from a German Shepherd and an Alaskan Hussy.
Great Dames for sale.
Have several very old dresses from grandmother in beautiful condition.
Tired of cleaning yourself? Let me do it.
Dog for sale: eats anything and is fond of children.
Vacation Special: have your home exterminated.
If you think you've seen everything in Paris, visit the Pere Lachasis Cemetery. It boasts such immortals as Moliere, Jean de la Fontain, and Chopin.
Mt. Kilimanjaro, the breathtaking backdrop for the Serena Lodge. Swim in the lovely pool while you drink it all in.
The hotel has bowling alleys, tennis courts, comfortable beds, and other athletic facilities.
Get rid of aunts: Zap does the job in 24 hours.
Toaster: A gift that every member of the family appreciates. Automatically burns toast.
Sheer stockings. Designed for fancy dress, but so serviceable that lots of women wear nothing else.
Stock up and save. Limit: one.
We build bodies that last a lifetime.
For Rent: 6-room hated apartment.
Man, honest. Will take anything.
Wanted: chambermaid in rectory. Love in, $200 a month. References required.
Man wanted to work in dynamite factory. Must be willing to travel.
Used Cars: Why go elsewhere to be cheated? Come here first!
Christmas tag-sale. Handmade gifts for the hard-to-find person.
Modular Sofas. Only $299. For rest or fore play.
Wanted: Hair-cutter. Excellent growth potential.
Wanted: Man to take care of cow that does not smoke or drink.
3-year-old teacher need for pre-school. Experience preferred.
Our experienced Mom will care of your child. Fenced yard, meals, and smacks included.
Our bikinis are exciting. They are simply the tops.
Auto Repair Service. Free pick-up and delivery. Try us once, you'll never go anywhere again.
Holcross pullets. Starting to lay Betty Clayton, Granite 5-6204.
Girl wanted to assist magician in cutting-off-head illusion. Blue Cross and salary.
Wanted. Widower with school-age children requires person to assume general housekeeping duties. Must be capable of contributing to growth of family.
Mixing bowl set designed to please a cook with round bottom for efficient beating.
Semi-Annual after-Christmas Sale.
And now, the Superstore--unequaled in size, unmatched in variety, unrivaled inconvenience.
We will oil your sewing machine and adjust tension in your home for $1.00.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-18-2004, 02:39 PM:
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Betsy
Boss: I am so tired of having to make one decision after another.
Assistant: Well, maybe I can help. What are you trying to decide on?
Boss: Who to blame for my last decision.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-22-2004, 08:54 AM:
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Michele
I used to work at the local cable company. Back then, we had to order Pay Per View movies manually for our customers.
One day, a man called in to order the ADULT programming (of course this was my very first adult pay-per-view). It was obvious that he was embarrassed and wanted to get off of the phone as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, my computer would not process the order for about 5 minutes.
Finally, after being very flustered and anxious to be done myself, the order went through. I just needed to confirm the order. Relieved and without thinking, I said, "Thank you sir, just let me know when you get it up."
He didn't miss a beat and replied, "How much time do you have?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-24-2004, 10:12 AM:
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On a recent vacation at a resort with my in-laws, we planned to spend an afternoon at the pool with our kids. We wanted to bring our own drinks, but were unsure of the hotel's policy.
My brother-in-law called the front desk, and assuming everyone was familiar with the brand of ice chest he had, asked if it was all right if he brought a Playmate to the pool.
After a pause, the clerk asked, "Does she have her own towel?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-28-2004, 11:09 AM:
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At the construction site of a new church, the contractor stopped to chat with one of his workmen.
"Paddy," he asked casually, "didn't you once tell me that you had a brother who was a bishop?"
"That I did, sir."
"And you are a bricklayer! It sure is a funny world. Things in life aren't divided equally, are they?"
"No, that they ain't sir," agreed Paddy, as he proudly slapped the mortar along the line of bricks. "Me poor brother couldn't do this to save his life!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 09:59 AM:
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As a secret shopper for a large department store, my sister made purchases at various chains and then reported back to supervisors on the clerks' performances.
After a few weeks, I asked her if she was enjoying her new job.
"I love it!" she replied. "I'm getting paid for doing two of my favorite things in life -- shopping and criticizing people."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:00 AM:
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I walked into Dairy Queen the other day and asked for a hot fudge sundae with extra hot fudge.
The girl replied, "The hot fudge only comes in one temperature, ma'am."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:05 AM:
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Lorraine
A plumber was called to woman's apartment in New York to repair a leaking pipe. When he arrived he was pleased to discover that the woman was quite a luscious, well-stacked babe, and during the course of the afternoon the two became extremely friendly.
About 5.30 p.m. the phone rang, disturbing the bedroom shenanigans. "That was my husband," she said, "He's on his way home, but is going back to the office around 8. Come back then, dear, and we can take up where we left off."
The union plumber looked at the woman in disbelief. "What? On my own time??"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:25 AM:
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While filling out an application for employment, the applicant came to a query which asked, "What is your Church Preference?"
The man, not being a person of extraordinary intelligence thought about the question for some time because he really needed the job.
He wanted to impress the employer and answered very confidently
"I prefer a red brick church."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-29-2004, 10:26 AM:
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Lorraine
The real estate agent sat the prospective buyers in front of his desk.
Then he smiled and said, "First you folks tell me what you can afford to spend for a co-op. We'll have a big laugh over that. Then we'll get down to business."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-01-2004, 09:49 AM:
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Michele
A man worked in a hardware store and all of a sudden a lot of cans of paint fell on him. He was whisked off to hospital where they managed to clean him up physically, but mentally there was some definite scarring.
It was such an unusual case that the psychologist treating the victim gave it a brand new name: Post-Chromatic Stress Disorder.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-01-2004, 09:56 AM:
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Lorraine
GRANDMOTHER KEPT ON HOLD FOR SIX HOURS:
A woman stayed on hold for more than six hours when she rang her benefits office.
Patricia Pattison, 54, clung on to the phone while doing housework, chatting to a friend and having her nails painted.
The Leicester grandmother said: "They said they were busy but I'm not looking forward to my phone bill."
The Department for Work and Pensions has apologised reports The Sun.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-02-2004, 09:01 AM:
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At times I was asked to provide references for former employees by companies considering hiring them. On one firm's form was the question: "Was this person a steady worker?"
Since the guy was a well known do-nothing, I entered "Not just steady, but motionless" in the space provided.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-04-2004, 02:51 PM:
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JerseyT
Q. What's the difference between your boss and the bus?
A. Sometimes you miss the bus.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-04-2004, 03:16 PM:
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Michele
Tina pulls over at the gas station, gets out of her car, opens the hood, and checks the engine oil. After a few seconds of intelligent thinking, she takes the dipstick in her hand and, raising her chest high, walks up to the attendant. "Excuse me sir, but can I buy a longer dipstick?"
"May I ask why you need a longer one ma'am?"
"Because this one isn't long enough to reach the oil!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2004, 10:32 AM:
Rated G
One of my first assignments as a trainee in an auto-body shop was a car needing a new fender and some door repairs.
I spent hours doing a perfect job, but when the owner came to pick it up, he wasn't pleased.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
Pointing to the side of the car, he complained about the paint not matching, uneven gaps between panels, and a host of other problems. He demanded an explanation.
"The repairs were to the other side," I noted.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-05-2004, 10:45 AM:
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While handing a coupon to the grocery store clerk, the pastor missed the clerk's hand and the coupon slipped behind the cash register.
As the pastor began apologizing, the clerk said, "Oh, that's okay. It's in coupon heaven now."
"Coupon heaven?" the pastor asked.
"Yes," replied the clerk. "That's where all the coupons go when they die."
"Ah," retorted the pastor, "but only the redeemed ones!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-22-2004, 09:38 AM:
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Michele
The little boy was horsing around in the library. The librarian confronted him and said. "Please be quiet, the people around you can't read."
"They can't?" the boy said. Then what are they doing in the library?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-22-2004, 09:39 AM:
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Lorraine
As the editor of two weekly newspapers,I rely on a fax machine to receive dozens of community submissions each week.But I had to wonder once about how some people view this part of the information highway when I received a three-page faxed news release, accompanied by a hand-written cover sheet:
"Please do not hesitate to call me should you not receive this information."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-22-2004, 09:49 AM:
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B.B.
The success of the "Wonder Bra" for under-endowed women, has encouraged the designers to come out with a bra for over-endowed women.
It's called the "Sheep Dog Bra."
It rounds them up and points them in the right direction.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-23-2004, 08:43 AM:
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Michele
Owning a 401(k) plan is a good idea--unless you worked for WorldCom. Much of its stock has been declared worthless. There's a lawsuit in progress that's trying to recoup some money for employees.
At the litigation website recently, I found a number to call for more information. My hopes for a speedy resolution were dashed, however, when after dialing, I heard,
"700 Club Prayer Line, how may I help you?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 11-23-2004, 08:47 AM:
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Dan
For Sale
Invisible car
Must not see to believe
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-02-2004, 12:14 PM:
Rated G
The paper machine's speed controlled drive system was down and the company was losing $10,000 an hour in profits. They placed an emergency call to the General Electric repair service, and since it was 3:00 am on Saturday night, the only repair man they had available was old Charlie. Old Charlie had been a repairman for 35 years and was only two years from retirement. He had seen it all and wasn't impressed by much.
As old Charlie pulled up to the guard shack at the plant entrance, he was waved through and greeted by no one less than the plant manager. "Thank goodness you're here," he said. "How long will it take you to fix it?"
Now Charlie had had nothing more than the sketchiest description of the problem but he replied without hesitation, "Oh, about fifteen minutes."
"Great!" replied the plant manager, "My men will show you where the drive controls are and get you anything you need." After three hours of testing, reading prints, asking questions, the drive system was still not working. The plant manager became increasingly enraged and accosted old Charlie, "I thought you said you could fix this thing in FIFTEEN MINUTES!"
"I can and I will, " he replied, "As soon as I figure out what the heck is wrong with it!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2004, 08:55 AM:
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Michele
The young mother skeptically examined a new educational toy.
"Isn't it rather complicated for a small boy?" she asked the salesclerk.
"It's designed to adjust the tot to live in today's world, madam," the shop assistant replied. "Any way he tries to put it together is wrong."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2004, 09:08 AM:
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Lorraine
A severe thunderstorm knocked out the power to one of our company’s buildings one night.
The following day, after correcting the problems the power outage had created in the computer systems, one of the managers in the computer department made a request to our maintenance staff:
"In the future, please give us advance notice when such interruptions will occur so we can shut down our system."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-03-2004, 09:17 AM:
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An extremely active and youthful senior,my sister-in-law,Jane, handles farm equipment like a pro. Most of the laborers on her property are young and come to her business with little experience with farm machinery,so they’re often impressed with Joyce’s expertise.
One day she leaped to the ground from her perch high on a big tractor,and a laborer commented on the remarkable feat.
Jane shrugged it off, saying, "Your mother could probably do that."
"Oh, no!" the worker replied emphatically.
"Why not?" she asked.
"No tractor," he said, and smiled.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:25 AM:
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Michele
The government issued a safety recall today on 800,000 Bowflex exercise machines.
The good news: No one was hurt, because no one ever actually used a Bowflex.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:27 AM:
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Michele
Customer at a counter of a lawn ornament shop:
"Give me four of those pinwheels, two of those pink flamingos, two of the sunflowers, and one of those bent-over grandma in bloomers."
Cashier's reply: "That'll be eight dollars for the pinwheels, ten dollars for the flamingos, six dollars for the sunflowers, and an apology to my wife!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:37 AM:
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You say you served in the Army?" said the restaurant manager, as he sampled the new cook's first soup.
"Yes, sir. Officer's cook for two years and wounded twice."
"You're lucky, man. It's a wonder they didn't kill you."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:46 AM:
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Michele
I read in the paper today about a restaurant opened in Philadelphia that serves nothing but cereals. An all cereal restaurant!
There's a way to impress a date. 'I'll have the Count Chocula, the lady will have the Frankenberry.'
--Jay Leno
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:51 AM:
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Michele
A good rule of thumb is if you've made it to thirty-five and your job still requires you to wear a name tag, you've made a serious vocational error.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-10-2004, 09:53 AM:
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Michele
A local lady was having breakfast at a fancy restaurant, making a big fuss as usual.
"Now, young man", she demanded of the waiter, "Make sure my toast is crisp, my egg is soft but not runny, and I will not abide sausage with the mixed grill. One sight of sausage makes the short curly hairs on the back of my head stand on end."
"What a coincidence", replied the waiter. "One sight of short curly hairs makes my sausage stand on end."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-14-2004, 11:36 AM:
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Quirk
Customer Service Sign: Helen Waite is now in charge of all rush orders.
If you are in a hurry, just go to Helen Waite.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-14-2004, 11:37 AM:
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: Michele
Retailers are noticing a drop-off in sales since a strong post- Thanksgiving weekend.
Experts say consumers will return to the mall just as soon as they save up enough money to fill their cars with gas.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-14-2004, 11:38 AM:
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B.B.
I'd much rather work in New York than in Los Angeles. For a start, you get paid three hours earlier.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-15-2004, 12:58 PM:
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Besides stocking shelves and packing groceries,I’m responsible for keeping the shopping carts arranged neatly at the entrance of the store where I work.
One day I went outside to collect the abandoned carts and as I was pushing a bunch up a fairly steep incline,my hat flew off, revealing my 50-something grey hair. Not wanting to lose ground, I kept pushing.
Soon a van pulled up beside me, and an elderly man leaned out the window. "Now don’t you wish you’d stayed in school, son?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-15-2004, 01:03 PM:
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Andrew
James Gordon Bennett, a fussy editor at the New York Herald, had some strange newspaper rules. For example, he insisted that all his reporters use the word "night" instead of "evening" "night is a more exact term."
Bennett was shown the error of his ways when a reporter filed a story about a party with a description of a society woman who "looked ravishing in a pink silk night gown."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 02:51 PM:
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Mary G
I do the water and sewer billing for a small city in Washington State. For years, customers complained about our postcard-sized bills -- which they said looked too much like junk mail. So we decided to start sending full-sized bills in envelopes.
The month before the switch, I had a note printed on the cards, announcing the change.
Two days later, I heard someone yelling at our receptionist, "Is this some kind of joke?" When the customer threw his bill upon the desk, I saw his point. The note was, "Coming soon! New larger bills!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 02:55 PM:
Rated PG
Michele
The operators of a rope tow in a popular ski area were having trouble with non-ticket purchasers sneaking onto the ski lift. Finally, one of the operators stayed at his post operating the tow, while the other, wearing a discarded pair of skis, elbowed his way to the head of the line. The tow operator promptly called him back, "Hey, where's your lift ticket?"
"I don't need a ticket to ride this tow." At this, the tow operator produced an ax and, with two blows, deftly chopped off the fronts of his partner's skis, just ahead of his toes. With the crowd of skiers staring in amazement, the operator lowered his ax and turned to the crowd, "Anyone else out there who doesn't have a lift ticket?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 02:56 PM:
Rated G
Michele
The whole neighborhood shook from the explosion. As shopkeepers ran outside to see what happened, they spotted the pharmacist staggering out of his smoldering building.
His white uniform was now scorched black. He went up to a woman standing nearby.
"Lady!" he said, "Would you please ask your doctor to write that prescription again. And this time, PRINT IT!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:33 PM:
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Lorraine
Returning home from her first day at her first job, my 16-year-old daughter excitedly told me her salary and described her benefits, one of which was that she could charge any purchase she made in the store and it would be deducted from her pay. When I cautioned her not to let the charging get out of hand, she rolled her eyes, as only a teenager can.
A couple of weeks later I picked her up after work. "Well," I asked, "what does it feel like to get your very first paycheck?"
She stared out the window for a moment, then replied, "I owe them $5.74."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:34 PM:
Rated G
In our research and development organization, the boss was a stickler for arriving on time, and everyone was required to sign in. Promptly at 8:30 a.m., a red line was drawn across the sheet and latecomers had to sign beneath it. Dennis, a brilliant mathematician, often had to sign beneath the red line.
One rainy morning while Dennis was signing in, a gruff voice behind him said, "Late again, eh?"
Dennis turned to find the boss standing in a dripping raincoat. "Yes, sir," Dennis replied. "So am I."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:50 PM:
Rated G
Employees at our company were warned to be careful with our very expensive and sensitive photocopier. All metal fasteners on the papers were to be removed before any documents were inserted into the machine. To reinforce this, a sign above it read: caution. staples and paper clips can cause serious and costly internal damage.
Below that, someone pencilled, "So stop eating them!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 03:52 PM:
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Lorraine
My husband, a graphic designer, was given his first assignment -- to create an advertisement for an optometrist’s office that was opening a second location in our community. His copy read: "Now with two sites for sore eyes."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-16-2004, 04:06 PM:
Rated G
Overheard at the check-out yesterday:
I was shopping at our local supermarket. When I got to the checkout line there was a beautiful young blonde ahead of me.
As she placed her groceries on the checkout stand, the bagger asked her, "Paper or plastic?"
"It doesn't matter" she replied, "I'm bi-sacksual."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-17-2004, 10:04 AM:
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Florence
Nervously processing my first accident report at the transport company where I worked, I was being particularly attentive. The driver had hit a deer on Interstate 95 in New Jersey and the result was a severely damaged hood and fender. I calmed down enough to chuckle, though, when I reached the section of the report that asked "Speed of other vehicle."
The driver had written "Full gallop."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 12-31-2004, 05:36 PM:
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Malcom in York
I was working in a scrap yard in Southern England during summer vacation at an engineering university. I used to work repairing construction equipment.
One afternoon, I was taking apart a piling hammer that had some very large bolts holding it together. One of the nuts had corroded on to the bolt; to free it, I started heating the nut with an oxy-acetylene torch.
As I was doing this, one of the dimmest apprentices I have ever known came along. He asked me what I was doing. I patiently explained that if I heated the nut, it would grow larger and release its grip on the bolt so I could then remove it.
"So things get larger when they get hot, do they?" he asked.
Suddenly, an idea flashed into my mind (I know not from where.)
"Yes," I said, "that's why days are longer in summer and shorter in winter."
There was a long pause, then his face cleared.
"You know, I always wondered about that," he said.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-01-2005, 06:22 PM:
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Michele
A man called his insurance salesman neighbor to go over some issues and results of his insurance policy.
As they spoke, he asked, "Say I take this life insurance for my wife today and tomorrow she dies? What will I get?"
The clerk paused before clearly and suspiciously articulating,
"Life without parole."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-05-2005, 09:47 AM:
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Lorraine
I hadn't seen my aunt Shirlee for many years, so when she travelled out from California to see us, we caught up on all the news.
I learned that she owned a health studio in Beverly Hills, and she handed me one of her company's bumper stickers: "Take care of your body. There's no spare in the trunk."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2005, 09:49 AM:
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Jack: Stupid Steve sure is stupid.
Joe: How stupid is he?
Jack: So stupid that he called his boss to say he couldn't come to work because he had lost his voice.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2005, 09:50 AM:
Rated G Lorraine
I phoned a local delivery company to find out why the parcel our office had sent from Monroe County to Philadelphia resulted in a charge of several hundred dollars. Our copy of the bill listed the correct parcel contents: one personal computer with monitor, keyboard and mouse.
The clerk came back on the line after locating his copy. "The amount's correct, sir. That's our standard charge for shipping a live animal."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2005, 09:54 AM:
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Michele
A Russian woman walked into an empty Moscow shop. "I see you have no vegetables today."
"No," said the shopkeeper, "this is a butcher shop. It's meat we haven't got. The shop with no vegetables is further down the street."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-06-2005, 10:10 AM:
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Lulu
On duty as a customer-service rep for a car-rental company, I took a call from a driver who needed a tow. He was stranded on a busy highway, but he didn't know the make of the car he was driving. I asked again for a more detailed description beyond a "blue, four-door sedan."
"It's the one on fire," he replied.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-10-2005, 11:26 AM:
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Michele
When I had a job at the photo-developing counter of a pharmacy, the film was sometimes developed incorrectly. If this occurred, we did not charge our customers. Once a man came to pick up his pictures, which were marked $0.00, indicating that not one of them had turned out right.
The customer asked to see the photos, and when I noticed the odd splotches of color all over the pictures, I apologized profusely. "Oh, no, these are fine," he said happily. "I'm a microbiologist, and these are my bacteria cultures."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-12-2005, 11:06 AM:
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Michele
I got a package envelope in the mail the other day that had written on the front, "Photographs: Do Not Bend."
Underneath the mailman wrote, "Oh, yes they do.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2005, 01:41 PM:
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Chris
"If you are going to work here, young man," said the boss. "One thing you have to learn is that we are very keen on cleanliness in this firm. Did you wipe your feet on the mat as you came in?"
"Oh, yes sir."
"And another thing, we are very keen on truthfulness. There is no mat!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-13-2005, 01:45 PM:
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Michele
The time was in the early hours of a new day; the place was the lobby of a hotel; the principal character was a well-dressed gentleman in an alcoholic fog, who had come in and registered for the night a few minutes earlier. Now, half dressed, he descended the stairway from the second floor and stood swaying slightly in front of the desk.
"Mish' Night Clerk," he said politely but thickly, "I'll 'ave requesh you gimme 'nozzer room."
"Well, sir," stated the clerk, "we're a little bit crowded. I don't know whether I could shift you immediately. It's pretty late, you know."
"Mish' Night Clerk," said the guest in a courteous but firm voice, "I repeat - mush gimme 'nozzer room."
"Isn't the room I gave you comfortable?" parleyed the functionary.
"Sheems be perf'y so," admitted the transient. "Nev'less, mush ash be moved 'mediately."
"Well, what's the matter with your room?" demanded the pestered clerk.
The stranger bent forward, and with the air of one imparting a secret addressed the clerk in a husky half whisper:
"If you mush know, my room's on fire!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-14-2005, 10:46 AM:
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Michele
A diner was agitated that the waiter had brought him no spoon with his coffee. "This coffee," he said loud enough for most of the other patrons to hear, "is going to be pretty damn hot to stir with my fingers."
The waiter reddened, made a hasty retreat to the kitchen and returned shortly with another cup of coffee. "This one isn't so hot, sir," he beamed.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-18-2005, 10:27 AM:
Rated PG
Diane in Reno
Some old-some new Investment Tips for 2005:
For all of you with any money left in the wake of the Exxon/Mobil deal and the AOL/Time Warner implosion, be aware of the next expected mergers,so that you can get in on the ground
floor and make some BIG bucks.
Watch for these consolidations in the near future:
1. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang
2. Polygram Records,Warner Brothers,and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly,Warner,Cracker
3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and issue forth as: MMMGood
4. Zippo Manufacturing,Audi Motors,Dofasco,and Dakota Mining will merge and be named: ZipAudiDoDa
5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor,UPS,and become: FedUP
6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild
7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants
8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: KnottNOW!
9. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R. Grace Company will merge and become:Hale,Mary,Fuller, Grace
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-26-2005, 10:31 AM:
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Michele
Long lines were suppose to be a thing of the past once our neighborhood supermarket installed a self-serve checkout counter.
Customers easily figured it out -- except for the woman at the front of my line. In it's irritating computer-generated voice, the machine kept reminding her to take one item after another out of the scanning zone before she could check the next item. There was a constant..
"Move.... your.... produce" and "Move... your...milk" and so on.
Everyone in the growing line was getting restless, but even we had to laugh when she left a bag of dinner rolls on the scanner and the machine commanded,
"Move.... your.... buns."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-27-2005, 03:59 PM:
Rated G
After reading the morning headlines about the recent stock market downturn, a high-powered executive trying to impress a client in his office, flipped on his intercom switch and barked to his secretary, "Miss Hunter, get my broker!"
The client was impressed until he heard the secretary's clear voice saying, "Yes, sir, stock or pawn?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2005, 09:55 AM:
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Michele
Bubba: I'm so nearsighted I nearly worked myself to death.
Elmer: What's being nearsighted got to do with working yourself to death?
Bubba: I couldn't tell whether the boss was watching me or not, so I had to work all the freakin' time!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2005, 09:58 AM:
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Michele
According to a recent survey, 50% of the people asked said they have had a sexual encounter at their workplace.
So the next time you go to your local post office and there's a huge line and you notice there are 4 windows, but only 2 windows are open -- now you'll know what's happening.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 01-28-2005, 10:45 AM:
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"Let me assure you that to us here at First National, you're not just a number. You're two numbers, a dash, three more numbers, another dash and another number."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-01-2005, 10:19 AM:
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Michele
"Say, Bill," a man said to his pal, "how do you like your new job?"
"It's the worst damn job I ever had."
"How long have you been there?"
"About three freakin months."
"Why don't you quit?"
"No way. This is the first time in 20 years I've looked forward to going home."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-01-2005, 10:26 AM:
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Michele
The first day at my new health club, I asked the young woman at the front desk, "What are your hours? I like to exercise after work."
"Our club is open 24/7," she said excitedly. "Monday through Saturday."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-01-2005, 10:45 AM:
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Harry
Employment Slogans
If you do a good job and work hard, you may get a job with a better company someday.
The light at the end of the tunnel has been turned off due to budget cuts.
Sure, you may not like working here, but we pay your rent.
Rome did not create a great empire by having meetings -- they did it by killing all those who opposed them.
A person who smiles in the face of adversity probably has a scapegoat.
If at first you don't succeed -- try management.
Never put off until tomorrow what you can avoid altogether.
Never quit until you have another job.
Hang in there: Retirement is only 30 years away!
Go the extra mile--It makes your boss look like an incompetent slacker.
Pride, commitment, teamwork--words we use to get you to work for free.
Work: It isn't just for sleeping anymore.
There are two kinds of people in life: people who like their jobs, and people who don't work here anymore.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2005, 07:49 AM:
PG
Dennis in Yonkers
A guy goes to the U. S. Post Office to apply for a job. The
interviewer asks him,"have you been in the service?
"Yes" he says. "I was in Vietnam for three years"
The interviewer says, "That will give you extra points toward
employment".
The interviewer then asks, "Are you disabled in any way"? The guy says, "Yes 100%... a mortar round exploded near me and blew my testicles off".
The interviewer tells the guy,"O.K. I can hire you right now. The hours arefrom 8:00 A M to 4:00 PM You can start tomorrow. Come in at 10:00 AM.
The guy is puzzled and says, "If the hours are from 8:00 A M to 4:00 PM, then why do you want me to come in at 10:00 A M"
"This is a government job" the interviewer says. "For the first two hours we sit around scratching our balls. No point in you coming infor that."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2005, 09:31 AM:
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Barry
Did you hear about the man who thought he would try being a salesman?
About a week later he ran into a friend, and the friend asked him if he had sold anything.
The man replied, "Well, no, but I got three orders last week -- get out, stay out, and don't come back."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-02-2005, 09:33 AM:
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Janet
My boyfriend was working in the souvenir shop at the Canterbury Cathedral in Kent, England. One afternoon he was talking with an attendant who worked in the cathedral when they were approached by two tourists. "Are you a monk?" one of the women asked.
"No," the attendant explained, "I wear this robe as part of my job, but I'm not a member of any religious order."
"Then where are the monks?" asked the woman.
The man replied, "Oh, there haven't been any monks here since 1415."
Hearing this, the woman looked at her watch and announced to her friend, "Betty, we missed the monks."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2005, 11:46 AM:
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B.B.
A man walked into a restaurant in a strange town. The waiter came and asked him for his order. Feeling lonely, he replied, "Meat loaf and a kind word."
When the waiter returned with the meat loaf, the man said, "Okay, so where's the kind word?"
The waiter put down the meat loaf and sighed, bent down, and whispered gently, "Don't eat the meat loaf."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2005, 11:47 AM:
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B.B.
I was talking to an acquaintance at a dinner party, and the conversation got around to unemployment.
"You know, it's really sad," she said, "when so many people are out of work, and here I am, living off the fat of the land."
"How do you manage that?" I asked.
She lowered her voice, leaned in and whispered, "I'm an aerobics instructor."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-07-2005, 11:57 AM:
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There was a terrible accident at a building site, and a construction worker rushed over to where a well-dressed woman was pinned beneath an iron girder. "Hang in there, lady," he said, "the ambulance will be here soon. Are you badly hurt?"
"How should I know?" she snapped. "I'm a doctor, not a lawyer."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-09-2005, 07:07 PM:
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Gerry
New employee to boss:
"Well, if I can't have a raise, how about the same pay more often?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-10-2005, 07:16 AM:
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Lorraine
At the supermarket checkout,I hoisted two jugs of distilled water onto the counter.One of them burst,spewing its contents over the entire area,including the cashier and me.
I was dismayed,and the clerk was obviously upset.Grabbing the loudspeaker she immediately requested a mop.
Minutes passed,and nothing happened.
Frantic, she screamed into the speaker: "We need a mop and a bucket at checkout No. 4 immediately!A lady's water has broken!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-15-2005, 08:41 AM:
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Ed in Aurora, Ont. CA
The famous Olympic skier Picabo Street (pronounced Peek-A-Boo) is not just an athlete....she is a nurse currently working at the Intensive Care Unit of a large metropolitan hospital.
She is not permitted to answer the telephone.It caused too much confusion when she would answer the phone and say:"Picabo, ICU."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2005, 09:44 AM:
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Harry
My sister, a single mom of three teenage girls, has an outstanding reputation in our area for her ability to stretch a dollar.
Recently she was having some renovations done at her home, and the carpenter doing the work was also doing a job for a new fabric store. When he went to pick up some material for the store, he was asked who the bill was to be made out to.
"The Cheap Sew and Sew," he answered.
Only when he got to my sister's did he look at the bill: The clerk had written her name on it.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2005, 09:47 AM:
Rated G
When the microwave oven broke down in the lunchroom where I work, I knew it wouldn't be a problem.
Half a dozen technicians were eating lunch, and since they assemble all the minute circuits, circuit boards and detailed wiring of ultrasound scanners, I knew they could handle the microwave's inner workings with skilled hands.
One of them got up. I was wondering what his first move would be as he bent over to look at it more closely.Step one of his examination was a resounding whack on the side of the machine.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2005, 09:53 AM:
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Michele
Did you hear about the new detective show they are going to air on MSNBC?
The show will be about a private investigator named Richard Dick. Yes, that's right: Dick Dick, Private Dick.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2005, 09:56 AM:
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Gloria
It is my responsibility to ensure that our business publication is labelled,bundled and bagged before going to the post office.
A few days after one of our mailings,I received a call from the post-office representative who informed me that the mailbags had been filled to the point where his men refused to lift them because of their weight."Who prepares your mailbags?" he asked.
"My mother and my aunt," I answered.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-17-2005, 09:59 AM:
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Cynthia
I discovered my television set wasn't working-no matter what I tried,there was no sound.
I called the repair shop,and two fellows arrived with a replacement TV.Before they left,one of them checked my set,and immediately there was sound.
Amazed,I asked, "What did you do to fix it?"
"Turned off the mute button," he replied.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 02-22-2005, 12:36 PM:
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JerseyT
Mike checked into his hotel room and immediately noticed a dead cockroach on the floor. He called the front desk, asked for the manager and raised a fuss. "Sir, please calm down," the manager replied. "It's dead. It can't bother you now."
"The dead roach doesn't bother me." Mike said. "It's his pallbearers and the funeral party!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-09-2005, 10:01 AM:
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Michele
That reminds me of the story about the crusty old chief who ran the tool crib and got tired of the crew misnaming and misusing tools. So he gathered everybody together and took them through the whole inventory, giving the proper names and describing the proper use, which they should have remembered from tech school, anyway.
Two or three days later, one of the guys walks up to the tool crib. "Hey, Chief. Give me a wrench."
The chief roars, "What KIND of wrench, sailor?"
"It don't matter. I'm just going to use it for a hammer."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-09-2005, 10:12 AM:
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Michele
I wanted to buy a CD player, but was completely perplexed by one model's promotional sign. So I called the salesclerk over and asked, "What does 'hybrid pulse D/A converter' mean?"
He said, "That means that this machine will read the digital information that is encoded on CDs and convert it into an audio signal."
"In other words," I said, "this CD player plays CDs."
"Exactly."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-10-2005, 11:10 AM:
Rated PG
Corporate Lesson 1
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbor. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel." After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 dollars and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?" "It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies. "Great!" the husband says, "Did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"
Moral of the story: If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.
Corporate Lesson 2
A priest offered a lift to a Nun. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak." Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."
Moral of the story: If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.
Corporate Lesson 3
A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish." "Me first! Me first!" says the admin. clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Poof! She's gone. "Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life." Poof! He's gone. "OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, "I want those two back in the office after lunch."
[/b]Moral of the story:[/b] Always let your boss have the first say.
Corporate Lesson 4
A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A rabbit asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing all day long?" The crow answered: "Sure, why not." So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the crow, and rested. A fox jumped on the rabbit and ate it.
Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very high up.
Corporate Lesson 5
A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, but I haven't got the energy." "Well, why don't you nibble on my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients." The turkey pecked at a lump of dung and found that it gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, there he was proudly perched at the top of the tree. Soon he was spotted by a farmer, who shot the turkey out of the tree.
Moral of the story: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-10-2005, 02:31 PM:
Rated G
Frank
I pulled up to the drive-thru of a fast-food restaurant and ordered coffee. I asked the clerk to put some ice cubes into the cup so that I could drink the cool coffee quickly. At the window, there was a delay.
Finally, a blonde teen-aged girl came to the window looking frustrated. "I'm having a problem," she announced.
"The ice keeps melting."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-16-2005, 10:35 AM:
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While driving through South Carolina, I kept having to slow down for road repair crews.
To keep the workers safe, the highway department posted a series of signs that read, "Let 'em work. Let 'em live."
On one of the signs an exasperated motorist had added, "Let 'em finish!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-16-2005, 10:40 AM:
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Linda and Marion were comparing notes on the difficulties of running a small business. "I started a new practice last year," Linda said. "I insist that each of my employees take at least a week off every three months."
"Why in the world would you do that?" Marion asked.
"It's the best way I know of to learn which ones I can do without," Linda said.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-18-2005, 09:44 AM:
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Michele
Scott had worked for Medicine Shoppe ever since he'd received his accounting degree. Now, ten years later, he was in charge of his department.
He was a quiet man who did his work and rarely socialized with the other employees. No one particularly liked or disliked him, but he was the subject of constant conjecture by his co-workers, who loved to speculate about his one puzzling habit.
Every morning, he would come into his office, unlock the top drawer of his desk, peek inside, and relock the drawer. Every single morning-the routine never varied. Once be had peeked into the drawer, he might sip his coffee, or open his window, or make a phone call. But nothing happened until he had checked inside that drawer.
Dozens of stories were constructed about the possible contents of Scott's drawer Whenever things became boring in the office, the topic of Scott's drawer was sure to come up, and the latest imaginative possibilities would be explored. But no one could ever do more than guess what he had inside that locked drawer.
Then one night, Scott left the drawer unlocked. Not only unlocked, but wide open for all to see. Scott had left early to catch a flight to an accountants convention. Two hours later, one of the bookkeepers noticed the open drawer. In seconds, the word had spread throughout the office.
By the time the bookkeeper was making his way to Scott's desk, his audience had swelled to more than thirty people.
He stepped into Scott's office, strode over to the desk, and looked inside the mysterious drawer. It seemed to be empty. Then the bookkeeper noticed it. Pasted to the bottom of the drawer was a white piece of paper with a single sentence printed on it.
As his eager audience listened, the bookkeeper read the sentence aloud: "The debit side is the side near the window."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:24 AM:
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A middle-aged man took his car to an auto repair shop for a checkup. When he received the mechanic's bill, the man flipped out.
"Hey!" he yelled to the owner of the shop. "This bill is higher than the one I got from my doctor for a complete physical checkup!"
The auto shop owner nodded, "I believe it," he said. "The difference here is, my bill includes the checkup, and... the replacement of worn out parts!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:33 AM:
Rated R
Quirk
Companies that send pornographic images to picture cell phones are expected to make $5 billion this year ...meaning now you'll
have to ask that annoying guy using the phone next to you to quiet down AND zip up his pants.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:51 AM:
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Ad in the BUFFALO (N.Y.) NEWS:
Female musician needed for lead vocalist and backup vocals, who can also play steel drum, limbo dance, emcee, and costume design. Must also be able to play and sing various types of music including Soca, Calypso, and Reggae. Must also sing in English, Spanish, Korean, Hindi, and Arabic.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-21-2005, 10:53 AM:
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A man was killed in Manila recently for singing off key.
In an unrelated story, Bob Dylan has postponed his tour to the Philippines.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2005, 09:38 PM:
Rated G
"I would like some vitamins for my son," the blonde mom said as she walked into the pharmacy.
"Vitamins A, B, or C?" asks the pharmacist.
"It doesn't matter, he can't read yet."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-23-2005, 09:40 PM:
Rated G
At the car dealership where I work, we give our customers a heat deflector-a screen that covers the windshield - as a token of our appreciation for their patronage.
"Here are your keys and a deflector for the windshield," our serviceman said to one client.
The young lady went out to the parking lot, but ten minutes later she was back.
"I'd like a smaller deflector," she said.
Told there was only one size, she asked, "But how am I supposed to drive if I can't see the road?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 06:14 AM:
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Michele
So I'm really enjoying the graphic design job at the grocery store chain. I was recently put in charge of a meat branding campaign for our meat departments. It was a big hoopla and we went all over the freaking state to personally introduce it to each stores meat manager. Basically as I found out midway through launch of the materials, it's the start of a chain wide campaign to brand all the departments in all the stores and steering the entire future direction of the company, and they threw it on my brand new shoulders without even really telling me. Which is okay, I suppose as the entire project was over all some of the best work I've done and I can't think of anything I would have done different. Well, there is one...
After our little road show, my bosses boss, who also happens to be the son-in-law of the owner told me to write an brief over view of the program in a memo, and get it to all the store general managers in the after noon mail which leaves at 4. He also added as an after thought to tell the stores to get rid of any old "(Company Name) Black Angus" marketing material that had been in use.
Well as always happens, things popped up, and at 4:05 I finish the memo but putting in the sentence, as requested, "Dispose of any (Company Name) Black Angus materials you may be using" and call the mail room to hold the mail while it printed, run spell check and run downstairs with it to get it mailed.
The next day my boss comes back from the weekly sales pow wow thing. She tells me (with a grin on her face) that I need to spell check the memo I sent out. Aghast at what blunder I could have made, I run spell check which turns up nothing. So I print it out and re-read it very carefully starting with the last line. It's an old proof readers trick to help you catch even the silliest of mistakes.
So long story short I sent out a company wide memo, where in the last line of the memo, in bold font, I wrote the words "Black Angus," leaving out the ever so important letter... "G".
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 06:21 AM:
Rated G
A real-estate agent was driving around with a new trainee when she spotted a charming little farmhouse with a hand-lettered "For Sale" sign out front.
After briskly introducing herself and her associate to the startled occupant, the agent cruised from room to room, opening closets and cupboards, testing faucets and pointing out where a "new light fixture here and a little paint there" would help. Pleased with her assertiveness, the woman was hopeful that the owner would offer her the listing.
"Ma'am," the man said, "I appreciate the home-improvement tips and all, but I think you read my sign wrong.
It says, 'HORSE for sale.'"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 11:17 AM:
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Michele
Seen in the parking lot of a brand new department store, painted on the ground at a crosswalk in letters 4 feet tall: YELD
Close, but not close enough. The next week I drove through the same parking lot and found it was changed. They had painted an I between the existing letters. Now it read YEILD.
About two months later they finally fixed it. The old lettering was painted over with black and freshly painted on top of that was the word STOP.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 11:27 AM:
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Lorraine
As the only female process operator at an oil refinery, I'm accustomed to second glances by nonrefinery personnel doing maintenance work.
One sunny afternoon in early spring, I was asked to make a minor adjustment on some outside equipment. Since I'd be outside for only a few minutes, I donned my hard hat and gloves, but not my heavy parka. While I was at my task, a snow-removal contractor approached. Used to being questioned, I briefly explained what I was doing.
Minutes later, back in our control room, my supervisor came inside chuckling. When I asked what was so amusing, he said, "I just had a contractor ask me if I knew I had a woman working for me."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-25-2005, 11:31 AM:
Rated G
At the hotel, about an hour before our friend's wedding, my husband discovered the pants to his suit were missing from the hanger.
He raced out to a store and bought a new pair.
When he returned to the hotel, Tim discovered a dress lying in the hall.
He took it to the front desk. "Wow, what a day!" the receptionist declared.
Just then, a lady came rushing up saying "That's my dress!"
At that moment, Tim recognized what was hanging behind the desk. "...And those are my pants!" he added.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2005, 11:53 AM:
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Bitsy
The personnel office received an email requesting a listing of the department staff broken down by age and sex.
The personnel office sent this reply..."Attached is a list of our staff.We currently have no one broken down by age or sex. However, we have a few alcoholics."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2005, 03:50 PM:
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Lorraine
Rather than have all six pallbearers cramped into one car, the funeral director asked me if I'd mind driving with him. I accompanied him to the hearse, and just as the procession got underway, I decided to have a cigarette.
Before lighting it, I asked the director if he'd mind, "No, I don't mind," he said. "You'll never hear an undertaker say don't smoke."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-26-2005, 04:20 PM:
Rated G
The Top 10 Pickup Lines Used By Chefs.....
10. "Your eyes are like limpid pools of chicken stock."
9. "I know we've just met, but will you marinade me?"
8. "Cumin here often?"
7. "How do you like your eggs? Poached, scrambled or fertilized?"
6. "Care to come back to my place and kick it up a notch?"
5. "Hey, weren't you in my 'Introduction to Melons' class?"
4. "We've now simmered for the recommended 25 minutes.....time to come to a full boil!"
3. "You're twice as sweet as a creme brulee.....and less drippy."
2. "Get the buttah."
And the Number 1 Pickup Line used by Chefs...
1. "Uh, yeah.....I invented Spaghetti-O's"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-27-2005, 06:37 AM:
Rated G
Each time I phoned a company in South Carolina, a pleasant female operator answered. When I asked for a certain department, she would say, "I'll transfer yuh ovah, sir." And no matter which department I asked for, the same woman answered. Finally I said: "Gee, you must be a busy woman. I get you in shipping, I get you in accounts, and I get you for inquiries."
"That's nuthin'," she said. "Ah'm the one who transferred yuh ovah to me."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-27-2005, 06:54 AM:
Rated G
As a trail guide in a national park, Danny ate with the rest of the seasonal staff in a rustic dining hall, where the food left something to be desired. When they were finished with their meals, they scraped the remains into a garbage pail and stacked the plates for the dishwasher.
One worker, apparently not too happy after his first week on the job, was ahead of Danny in line. As he slopped an uneaten plate of food into the garbage, Danny heard him mutter, "Now STAY there this time."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-27-2005, 06:59 AM:
Rated G
Morris Siegel, the owner of a small kosher New York deli, was being questioned by an IRS agent about his tax return. He had reported a net profit of $60,000 for the year.
"Why don't you people leave me alone?" the deli owner said. "I work like a dog, everyone in my family helps out, the place is only closed three days a year. And you want to know how I made $60,000?"
"It's not your income that bothers us," the agent said. "It's these business travel deductions of $125,000. You listed ten trips to Israel for you and your wife."
"Oh, that?" the owner said smiling. "Well....we also deliver."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-30-2005, 12:51 PM:
Rated G
Denny in Yonkers
The owner of a drug store walks into his store one day
to find a guy wide-eyed and leaning heavily against a wall.
The owner asks the clerk: "what's with that guy over
there by the wall?"
The clerk responds: "Well, he came in here this morning to get
something for his cough. I couldn't find the cough syrup, so I
gave him an entire bottle of laxatives."
The owner, gets all excited and shouts: "You idiot!! You can't treat a cough with a bottle of laxatives!!"
The clerk calmly responds: "Of course you can! Look at him, he's afraid to cough!!!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-30-2005, 12:56 PM:
Rated G
Gerry
A meter reader succeeded in getting past a vicious dog that was on a very long chain.
Later, he was asked by his superior, "How were you able to get past that watchdog? The customer is curious."
"It was easy boss, I just parked on his chain."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-30-2005, 01:02 PM:
Rated G
Michele
I went into a major retail establishment and asked an employee in the garden section whether they sold hyacinth vases.
Seeing her blank look, I described a hyacinth vase, explaining that it has a narrow neck, with space for a flower bulb on top and water on the bottom.
Said the employee, "Have you looked in Electronics?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-31-2005, 12:59 PM:
Rated G
My son Kevin had taken over our old home and converted it into apartments.
When the street was torn up to be repaved, I found my old yard was easier to walk on than dodging the road debris on my daily trip to the post office.
One of Kevin's tenants complained to him that an old man was walking across the lawn every day.
Kevin laughed. "It's probably the same old man who told me to get the grass cut."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 03-31-2005, 01:03 PM:
Rated G
Designer Valentino Garavani was once approached by an actress during an awards ceremony. "She said, 'Hello, Valentino, I love the dress,'".
"And he replied, 'Yes, but you've got it on backwards!'"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2005, 09:56 AM:
Rated G
A customer wanted to ask his attractive waitress for a date but couldn't get her attention.
When he was able to catch her eye, she quickly looked away.
Finally he followed her into the kitchen and blurted out his invitation. To his amazement she readily consented.
He said, "Why have you been avoiding me all this time? You wouldn't even make eye contact."
"Oh," replied the waitress," I thought you wanted more coffee."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2005, 10:03 AM:
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I was examining cantaloupes at the grocery store and turned to the produce clerk, who was refilling the bins.
"Choosing a cantaloupe is like picking a mate for marriage," I observed casually. "A person has no idea what he's getting until it's too late."
He said nothing at first, but as I walked to the next aisle, he called after me. . . "I know. I've had three cantaloupes."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2005, 10:11 AM:
Rated G
A carpet layer had just finished installing carpet for a lady.He stepped out for a smoke, only to realize he'd lost his cigarettes.
He went back in and in the middle of the room, under the carpet, was a bump.
"No sense pulling up the entire floor for one pack of smokes," he said to himself.He got out his hammer and flattened the hump.As he was cleaning up, the lady came in. "Here," she said, handing him his pack of cigarettes.
"I found them in the hallway.""Now," she said, "If only I could find my parakeet."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-01-2005, 01:19 PM:
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As young men and women enter the work force, they usually receive lots of advice.
Lucky ones will be told about one essential item that will get them on the fast track to success: an alarm clock.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-11-2005, 01:34 PM:
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Part of my job in a government office was to train the staff in the use of a worldwide computer network, a fast and inexpensive long-distance communication that avoided the more expensive phones, facsimile machines and postal service.
Workers receive the communication on their computer screens seconds after it is sent and can reply immediately.
My first "letter"--a survey--was transmitted to all staff, asking about their modems, computers and software, and encouraging them to use the network.
I expected to receive electronic replies by the end of the day. However, after waiting a few days, I was dismayed to receive a phone call from one of the regional staff.
"I'm phoning to let you know I read your mail three minutes after you sent it," he told me. "I'll fax you my answer as soon as I print out the survey and write up a reply."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-11-2005, 01:39 PM:
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Harry
Running late for a job interview at a large men's fashion company, I grabbed a white dress shirt that I didn't have time to iron.
The interview went well until the end. "Just a word of advice," said my interviewer. "You might want to iron your shirt before your next job interview."
I held up the back of my shirt collar, revealing the tag. On it was the name of that very clothing company and the words "wrinkle- free." I got the job.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-12-2005, 02:00 PM:
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John was furious when his steak arrived too rare.
"Waiter," he shouted, "Didn't you hear me say 'well done'?"
"I can't thank you enough, sir," replied the waiter. "I hardly ever get a compliment."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2005, 01:36 PM:
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Lorraine
For a short time one day, my son, Paul, was left alone to manage his own and the adjoining departments at the store. It was very busy, and several customers needed help. Paul resorted to telling each person that he'd be with him as soon as possible and in what order that would be. He returned to help the first customer, leaving four others to await their turn, when suddenly the phone rang. He tried to ignore it, but eventually excused himself and answered it.
The woman at the other end wanted information about vacuum cleaners. When she asked about differences in specific model numbers, he became suspicious. He looked over and saw customer No. 3 talking to him on her cellular phone.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2005, 01:54 PM:
Rated G
One day my friend Danielle called to ask if my husband, an auto mechanic, would take a look at her car.She had recently had an exhaust system installed and now complained of a terrible rattle coming from the rear of the car.
Stan took the car out for a drive around the block, pulled back into the driveway and got out.
Then he opened the trunk and removed Danielle's golf clubs.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-15-2005, 01:56 PM:
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Michele
I stopped at a Korean owned doughnut shop one morning to get doughnuts for my employees. There were 7 of us so I asked for 13 doughnuts. The woman behind the counter said she couldn't sell me 13 because she could only fit 12 into a box of doughnuts...
I said, "that's ok...but I still want 13...put one of the doughnuts into a bag..."
To cut about a 15-minute argument short...I walked out with a box of 12 doughnuts...and a bagel...in a bag.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-18-2005, 02:09 PM:
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LuLu
People don't like to look dumpy in their own snapshots, which is why my husband, a professional photographer, gets a lot of requests asking him to retouch photos. You know, erase the crow's-feet, lop off the love handles.
So I wasn't surprised when one woman, pointing to a family portrait, asked him, "Can you take 30 pounds off me?" until she added, "And put it on my sister?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-20-2005, 02:47 PM:
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Betsy
The shopper had looked at almost every suitcase in the store. Finally, she said, "Actually, I'm not buying one. I'm just looking for a friend."
"Very good, madam, " replied the clerk. "Would you like me to open up the last few to see if he's in one of them?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-20-2005, 03:08 PM:
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Mike checked into his hotel room and immediately noticed a dead cockroach on the floor. He called the front desk, asked for the manager and raised a fuss.
"Sir, please calm down," the manager replied. "It's dead. It can't bother you now."
"The dead roach doesn't bother me." Mike said. "It's his pallbearers and the funeral party."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-20-2005, 03:16 PM:
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LuLu
My friend Tom and his 7 yr old daughter Cindy stopped by the hairdresser to pick up his wife. She wasn't quite ready, so they sat down and waited.
Without any warning, Cindy goes over to her mom's stylist and blurts out, "My Daddy says you're a fairy. May I see your magic wand?".
Needless to say, Tom's wife never went back to that hairdresser again.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 04-29-2005, 01:08 PM:
Rated G
A farmer was sitting in a bar getting drunk.
A man came in and asked the farmer,"Hey, why are you sitting here, on this beautiful day, getting drunk?"
The farmer shook his head and replied, "Some things you just can't explain."
"So what happened that's so horrible?",the man asked as he sat down next to the farmer.
"Well," the farmer said, "Today,I was sitting by my cow,milking her.Just as I got the bucket full,she lifted her left leg and kicked over the bucket."
"Okay," said the man, "but that's not so bad."
"Some things you just can! 't explain," the farmer replied."I took her left leg and tied it to the post on her left.Then I sat back down and continued to milk her.Just as I got the bucket full, she took her right leg and kicked over the bucket."
The man laughed, "Again?"
The farmer nodded, and replied,"Some things you just can't explain.I took her right leg this time and tied it to the post on the right.I sat back down and began milking her again.
Just as I got the bucket full,the stupid cow knocked over the bucket with her tail.Some things you just can't explain."
"So, what did you do?"
"Well," the farmer said,"I didn't have anymore rope,so I took off my belt and tied her tail to the rafter. At that moment, my pants fell down and my wife walked in...Some things you just can't explain."
Posted by Mitchell Dvoskin (Member # 751) on 05-03-2005, 12:27 PM:
Rated G
A city boy, Kenny, moved to the country and bought a donkey from an old farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The next day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died."
Kenny replied, "Well then, just give me my money back."
The farmer said, "Can't do that. I went and spent it already."
Kenny said, "OK then, just unload the donkey."
The farmer asked, "What ya gonna do with him?"
Kenny, "I'm going to raffle him off."
Farmer, " You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
Kenny, "Sure I can. Watch me. I just won't tell anybody he is dead."
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened with that dead donkey?"
Kenny, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00."
Farmer, "Didn't anyone complain?"
Kenny, " Just the guy who won, so I gave him his two dollars back."
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of Enron...
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-04-2005, 10:04 AM:
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Michele
My friends and I were on a beer run and noticed that the cases were discounted 10%.
Since it was a big party,we bought 2 cases.The cashier multiplied 2 times 10% and gave us a 20% discount.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-04-2005, 10:08 AM:
Rated G
Long,unproductive meetings are often the bane of corporate life. My very funny boss at the software company where I work has come up with what just might be the perfect way to cut business conferences short before they start rambling out of control.
There comes a time when he announces,"All those opposed to my plan say,'I resign.'" End of meeting.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-04-2005, 10:11 AM:
Rated G
Our crew at an ambulance company works 24-hour shifts. The sleeping quarters consist of a large room with several single beds, so we get to know one another's habits, like who snores or talks in his sleep. While I was having my teeth examined by a dentist one day, he noticed that some of my teeth were chipped.
"It looks like you clench your jaw at night," he said.
"No way," I blurted without thinking. "No one has ever said I grind my teeth, and I sleep with a lot of people!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-09-2005, 10:53 AM:
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Michele
There is a new household cleaner being test marketed in the midwest called "Bachelor."
I thought it seemed like a strange name for a soap til I seen the slogan being used. "It Works Fast, And Leaves No Ring!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 05-23-2005, 11:09 AM:
Rated G
Business one-liners
A President of a democracy is a man who is always ready, willing, and able to lay down your life for his country.
A backscratcher will always find new itches; a brown-noser will always find new sense.
A bad day fishing is better than a good day at work.
A bird in the bush usually has a friend in there with him.
A bird in the hand is always safer than one overhead.
A bird in the hand is dead.
A bird in the hand makes it hard to blow your nose.
A boss with no humor is like a job that is no fun.
A clean tie attracts the soup of the day.
A closed mouth gathers no foot.
A committee is a group that keeps minutes and loses hours. - Milton Berle
A committee is twelve men doing the work of one.
A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.
A consensus means that everyone agrees to say collectively what no one believes individually. - Abba Eban
A conservative is a man who believes that nothing should be done for the first time.
A conservative is a man with two perfectly good legs who has never learned to walk. - Franklin D. Roosevelt
A consultant is an ordinary person a long way from home.
A coup that is known in advance is a coup that does not take place.
A couple of months in the lab can often save a couple of hours in the library.
A crisis is when you cannot say "let's just forget the whole thing."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2005, 02:01 PM:
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Lulu
Confiding in a co-worker, I told her about a problem in our office and my fear that I would lose my job. She was concerned and said she would pray for me. I know she keeps a list of ten people she believes need her prayers the most, so I asked if she had room for me on her list.
"Oh, yes," she replied. "Three of the people have died."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-01-2005, 02:03 PM:
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Betsy
To the woman who was applying for a job as a typist,the employer said:"You have plenty of speed and are good at spelling,but do you understand the importance of punctuation?"
"Oh yes," the woman replied "I always get to work on time."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-04-2005, 05:25 PM:
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Complaining loudly,a customer arrived at the service department where my brother works. She told the manager the emergency brake cables in her car had just been replaced, but the brake still didn't work.
It was checked, and everything appeared normal.
Nevertheless, the woman continued her harangue.
Finally the mechanic pulled the release to check under the hood.
"There, you see?" the woman exclaimed. "When you release the brake, the hood opens!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-16-2005, 01:39 PM:
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CALLING IN SICK
Negotiations between the union and management were at an impasse. The union continually denied that its members abused the company's sick leave policy.
At the bargaining table one day, management's chief negotiator held aloft the Sports section out of yesterday's local paper. There on the front page was a photo of a man who had just won a local golf tournament.
"This employee," cried the negotiator, "called in sick yesterday!"
A thick silence fell over the room for some moments.
Finally, one union negotiator cleared his throat and said, "Well, just think what his score would have been if he hadn't been sick...."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-16-2005, 01:42 PM:
Rated G
Today's supermarket sells almost everything,but if you find automobile tires among the groceries,you're in the wrong place. That's the drugstore.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2005, 04:56 PM:
Rated R
I recently checked into a hotel in Vegas on a business trip and started to feel a bit lonely so I decided to get a call girl. I picked up the phone and called the number I got from the cab driver.
"Hello?" the woman says.
"Hi, are you nasty? I want nasty. I want it hard and fast. I'm talking kink all night. You name it we'll do it. Bring equiptment, bring toys. You do me and I'll do you--all night. Tie me up, wear a strap on, cover me in anything. How does that sound?"
She says, "Umm, Sir? For an outside line you need to press 9."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-24-2005, 05:01 PM:
Rated G
One of the unmarried girls who works in a busy office arrived early the other morning, and began passing out cigars and candy, both tied with blue ribbons.
When asked what the occasion was, she proudly displayed a diamond solitaire on her third finger, left hand and announced, "It's a boy........six feet tall and 187 pounds."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 06-25-2005, 04:49 PM:
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Nina
My work place is usually a Fun Place Easy Going and a Look Foward type to go to everyday.
Today however was different.Our manager was in a very serious and no joking mood (understandably enough after we had the line-up meeting) I was working hard and and in a much faster pace.
One of my co-worker came to me and told me my daughter is on the phone, I wanted to tell him that I am way too busy to talk, but I was waiting for her call.I ran all the way up front,away from my manager where he cant see me.
As I was picking up the reciever I heard my manager yelling out my name. I only had enough time to tell my daughter that I have to call her back later on,gotta go!
On my way back my manager told me my daughter is on line 1!
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-01-2005, 04:02 PM:
Rated G
A university student, I was working for the summer as a tree planter in Maine. One night my sleep was disturbed by a noise outside my tent. A black bear! Being an old hand at camping, I rattled a spoon in a cup. The black bear moved to the tent next to mine. "Hey, Nick!" My neighbor called out. "It's a black bear!"
"Don't worry," I replied. "Just keep rattling your cup."
"C-c-cup?" He stammered. "That's my t-t-teeth!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 07-05-2005, 11:32 AM:
Rated G
At a job interview, an aspiring applicant was asked a question in an attempt to gain insight into his personality:
"If you could spend an evening conversing with anybody living or dead, whom would you choose?"
He responded, without pausing a moment, "The living one."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-02-2005, 02:17 PM:
Rated G
Survey
There was this marketing woman interviewing people on the street and had stopped a guy and was asking him a series of questions which went like this.....
Which shaving cream do you use?
"Baba's."
Which after shave do you use?
"Baba's."
Which deorderant do you use?
"Baba's."
Which toothpaste do you use?
"Baba's"
Which shampoo do you use?
"Baba's."
Which soap do you use?
Baba's."
Finally, a bit frustated, the interviewer asked, Ok, tell me, what is this 'Baba' product line? Is it an international or foreign company?
The guy replies "No Baba is my room-mate"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-11-2005, 07:00 PM:
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A guy shows up late for work.
The boss yells, "You should have been here at 8:30!"
The guy replies, "Why? What happened at 8:30?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 05:33 AM:
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Connie
Our manager at the restaurant where I worked was a friendly jovial man. But there was one subject you didn't dare discuss in front of him.....his height. Or, should I say, his lack of it.
One day he stormed through the door and announced angrilly,
"Someone just picked my pocket."
Most of my fellow waitresses and I were speechless, excep for one who blurted out,"How could anyone stoop so low?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 10:29 AM:
Rated G
I went into McDonalds yesterday and said, "I'd like some fries".
The girl at the counter said, "Would you like some fries with that"?
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-12-2005, 03:02 PM:
Rated G
Volvo has unveiled an auto designed by women for women called the YCC, 'Your Concept Car.'
Among its cutting-edge femifeatures:
- Turn signals that are able to change their mind at the last minute.
- An OnStar satellite tracking system that can locate, on command, all retail outlets within 500 miles
- Permanent press fenders.
- A dashboard voice console that's programmed to ask strangers for directions.
- Side mirrors that make the driver appear slimmer than she actually is.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-14-2005, 05:46 AM:
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Lorraine
A disgruntled customer returned to our store a few days after she had bought a cordless phone from me. She demanded her money back. "What seems to be wrong with it?" I asked.
"It cuts out every time I get about two or three blocks away from my house," she replied.
"Perhaps," I suggested, "I could interest you in a cellular phone instead?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-14-2005, 05:47 AM:
Rated G
An acquaintance seated next to R.J. Wrigley on a flight to Chicago asked the multimillionaire why he continued to advertise his chewing gum when it was far and away the most successful product in its field. Wrigley replied, "For the same reason that the pilot keeps this plane's engines running even though we're already in the air."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-14-2005, 05:54 AM:
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Michele
At the electronics company where I used to work, our sales representative was showing prospective customers around the plant. As he led the group into the test department, a circuit board suddenly flew across the room, thrown by a quick-tempered technician frustrated in his attempts to repair it. The board crashed off a wall and landed right at our visitors' feet.
Our sales rep calmly continued his pitch: "As you can see, all our products are fully shock-and vibration-tested before leaving the factory."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2005, 09:00 AM:
Rated G
Our office has an answering machine that instructs callers to leave their name and address, and to spell any difficult words.
Early one Monday when my secretary was reviewing the weekend messages, she heard an enthusiastic young woman recite her name and address and then confidently offer, "My difficult word is reconciliation. R-E-C-O-N-C-I-L-I-A-T-I-O-N."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2005, 09:43 AM:
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"Two supermarket employees got married in the deli section at the Foodline supermarket where they both work.I hope they didn't honeymoon at the supermarket the last thing you want to hear is, "Clean up on aisle 3.""
~-Jay Leno
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-17-2005, 09:53 AM:
Rated G
The old couple were out at a restaurant one night, one of them kinda fancy places with a piano player and all.
The husband was feeling cranky and just couldn't stand that ol' piano plinkin' out tune after tune.
When the piano player struck up a particularly noisy piece, the old man summoned the headwaiter... "Does this man play anything on request?" the old man asked.
"Oh, yes, sir," said the headwaiter.
"Excellent," snapped the old man. "Kindly tell him to play dominoes."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2005, 07:03 AM:
Rated G
FROM OUR WORK DAYS!!
Subject: Job Performance Evaluations
For everyone who has ever had or given an evaluation -- just
remember,it could have been worse. These are actual quotes taken from Federal Government employee performance evaluations.[/b]
1. "Since my last report, this employee has reached rock-bottom and has started to dig."
2. "I would not allow this employee to breed."
3. "This employee is really not so much of a has-been, but more of a definite won't be."
4. "Works well when under constant supervision and cornered like a rat in a trap."
5. "When she opens her mouth, it seems that it is only to change feet."
6. "This young lady has delusions of adequacy."
7. "He sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them."
8. "This employee is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot."
9. "This employee should go far, and the sooner he starts the
better."
10. "Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold it all together."
11. "A gross ignoramus -- 144 times worse than an ordinary
ignoramus."
12. "He doesn't have ulcers, but he's a carrier."
13. "He's been working with glue too much."
14. "He would argue with a signpost."
15. "He brings a lot of joy whenever he leaves the room."
16. "When his IQ reaches 50, he should sell."
17. "If you see two people talking and one looks bored, he's the other one."
18. "A photographic memory but with the lens cover glued on."
19. "A prime candidate for natural de-selection."
20. "Donated his brain to science before he was done using it."
21. "Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming."
22. "He's got two brains cells, one is lost and the other is out looking for it."
23. "If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week."
24. "If you give him a penny for his thoughts, you'd get change."
25. "If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean."
26. "It's hard to believe he beat out 1,000,000 other sperm."
27. "One neuron short of a synapse."
28. "Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he only gargled."
29. "Takes him 2 hours to watch '60-minutes'."
30. "The wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-19-2005, 03:03 PM:
Rated G
A man sits down at a table in the local diner of a small southern town.
A buck toothed waitress comes to take his order.
"How do you prepare your chicken before cooking them?" he inquires.
"We just tell them that their all going to die." replies the waitress.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 08-30-2005, 07:49 PM:
Rated G
Accountant and the Business Owner
There once was a business owner who was interviewing people for a division manager position. He decided to select the individual that could answer the question "how much is 2+2?"
The engineer pulled out his slide rule and shuffled it back and forth, and finally announced "It lies between 3.98 and 4.02".
The mathematician said "In two hours I can demonstrate it equals 4 with the following short proof."
The attorney stated "In the case of Svenson vs. the State, 2+2 was declared to be 4."
The trader asked "Are you buying or selling?"
The accountant looked at the business owner, then got out of his chair, went to see if anyone was listening at the door and pulled the drapes. Then he returned to the business owner, leaned across the desk and said in a low voice "What would you like it to be?"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2005, 03:39 PM:
Rated G
Federal Employee Evaluation
1. Works well only when under constant supervision and cornered like a rat in a trap
2. His men would follow him anywhere, but only out of morbid curiosity.
3. I would not allow this employee to breed.
4. This employee is really not so much of a has-been but more of a definite won't be.
5. Since my last report, he has reached rock bottom and has started to dig.
6. When she opens her mouth, it seems that this is only to change whichever foot was previously in there.
7. He would be out of his depth in a parking lot puddle.
8. This young lady has delusions of adequacy.
9. She sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.
10. This employee should go far-and the sooner he starts the better.
11. This employee is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot.
12. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.
13. Got into the gene pool while the lifeguard wasn't watching.
14. A room temperature IQ.
15. Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold it all together.
16. A gross ignoramus-144 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus.
17. A photographic memory but with the lens cover glued on.
18. A prime candidate for natural deselection.
19. Bright as Alaska in December.
20. One-celled organisms out score him in IQ tests.
21. Donated his brain to science before he was done using it.
22. Fell out of the family tree.
23. Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train is going nowhere.
24. Has two brains, one is lost and the other is out looking for it.
25. He is so dense, light bends around him.
26. If brains were taxed, he'd get a rebate.
27. If he were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week.
28. If you give him a penny for his thoughts, you'd get change.
29. If you stand close enough to him, you can hear the ocean.
30. It is hard to believe that he beat out 1,000,000 other sperm.
31. One neuron short of a synapse.
32. Some drink from the fountain of knowledge, he only gargled.
33. Takes him 1 1/2 hours to watch the 60 minutes program.
34. Was left on the Tilt-A-Whirl a bit too long as a baby.
35. Wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-06-2005, 03:40 PM:
Rated G
Famous Marketing Screw Ups
1. Coors put its slogan, "Turn it loose," into Spanish where it was read as "Suffer from diarrhea."
2. Scandinavian vacuum manufacturer Electrolux used the following in an American campaign: Nothing sucks like an Electrolux.
3. Clairol introduced the "Mist Stick", a curling iron, into German only to find out that "mist" is slang for manure. Not too many people had use for the "manure stick."
4. When Gerber started selling baby food in Africa, they used the same packaging as in the US, with the beautiful Caucasian baby on the label. Later they learned that in Africa, companies routinely put pictures on the label of what's inside, since most people can't read.
5. Colgate introduced a toothpaste in France called Cue, the name of a notorious porno magazine.
6. An American T-shirt maker in Miami printed shirts for the Spanish market which promoted the Pope's visit. Instead of "I saw the Pope" (el papa), the shirts read "I saw the potato" (la papa).
7. Pepsi's "Come alive with the Pepsi Generation" translated into "Pepsi brings your ancestors back from the grave", in Chinese.
8. Frank Perdue's chicken slogan, "it takes a strong man to make a tender chicken" was translated into Spanish as "it takes an aroused man to make a chicken affectionate."
9. The Coca-Cola name in China was first read as "Ke-kou-ke-la", meaning "Bite the wax tadpole" or "female horse stuffed with wax", depending on the dialect. Coke then researched 40,000 characters to find a phonetic equivalent "ko-kou-ko-le", translating into "happiness in the mouth."
10. When Parker Pen marketed a ball-point pen in Mexico, its ads were supposed to have read, "it won't leak in your pocket and embarrass you." Instead, the company thought that the word "embarazar" (to impregnate) meant to embarrass, so the ad read: "It won't leak in your pocket and make you pregnant."
Posted by Dieter Depypere (Member # 3184) on 09-10-2005, 11:52 AM:
Rated PG
A woman walks into her husband's office and sees his secretary sitting on his lap.
He suddenly starts dictating: "Although the financial situation is bad at the moment we ought to buy a second chair!"
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-16-2005, 03:08 PM:
Rated G
Two advertising executives were having lunch and talking. The young exec trainee said to the older, wiser man, "Where has Ben Harris been hanging out? I haven't seen him for a while."
The senior exec replied, "Haven't you heard? Ben Harris went to that great ad agency in the sky."
"Good Lord," replied the junior man, "You're kidding me, right? What did he have?"
"Oh, nothing much," replied the elder exec. "A small toothpaste account and a couple of discount stores, but nothing much worth going after."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-19-2005, 10:58 AM:
Rated XX
Unless his father is rich, a graduate student in computer science will most likely end up supporting himself by working on university research projects or, if he doesn't speak English, by teaching undergraduates. These students make less than a freelance can recycler. A few students work part-time at a useful craft or trade that supports them in comfort. I decided that I would practice such a trade: Professional sperm donation, the jack of all trades.
During my first visit to the sperm bank, I was taken to the office of the doctor in charge. His walls were covered by medical degrees and citations for his achievements in sperm preservation. One of the citations said "Honorable Discharge," which I thought was a bit grandiose.
"It is of the utmost importance that semen samples remain sterile," the doctor explained.
"Sterile semen?" I oxymoroned.
"Thus, samples must be produced by unassisted direct manual stimulation of the genital protuberance."
"Huh?"
"Choke the purple-helmeted love nazi."
"Oh."
"Furthermore, before the production of each sample, there must be three days of abstinence."
"Three days? 4320 minutes! Is that really a good idea?" I had visions of being rushed to the emergency room to have my scrotum lanced and drained as it expanded like a Jiffy Pop bag. "I'm no doctor, but I think an hour of abstinence is enough. I mean, we're not aging a fine wine, are we?..."
I was scheduled for a donor room, where I would have to deliver samples, piping hot, in 30 minutes or less. I didn't know if I could become aroused under such conditions. I was of an impressionable age when I first saw Racquel Welch in "Fantastic Voyage," and afterward I could only be aroused by women who wore rubber diving suits and were covered by foot-long antibodies. (These days, having your partner in a rubber suit covered with large antibodies is not a bad idea.) I've since grown out of this habit. Although now I can only become aroused by a woman if she turns the letters on my "Wheel of Fortune" board game. I decided to get some men's magazines for immoral support.
As a teenager I found Penthouse to be highly stimulating. (As a teenager I found everything to be highly stimulating. I had to take up tennis just to explain my tennis elbow.) However, Penthouse photographs are often rendered in a diffused soft focus, which is why you go blind. Eyestrain is the reason you often see men crying when they read the magazine.
Once, when I was fourteen, my father wondered if he should get a subscription to Penthouse. "Great idea!" I panted. "It offers an insightful editorial posture and interviews with personalities of topical interest."
He shrugged indifferently.
"You have to get it! You absolutely have to! It offers guides to fashion and accessories, goddammit!" I shrieked before passing out. Now I've started to actually read those articles. I used to put magazines under my mattress so they wouldn't be found; now they're there for lower back support.
I thought that, if I'm going to be a professional in a medical facility, I should forget the over-the-counter products like Penthouse and look for more potent prescription remedies in the shops of the red light district.
These magazines did not have interviews with personalities of topical interest. Their titles generally were the names of female body parts. One was called "Female Body Parts." The magazines might serve a medical professional as references of female anatomy and its many diseases, but they were too much for me. I settled for this month's issue of "NBC Anchorwomen in Chains."
As it turned out, I was able to wield Excalibur without anxiety in the clinic's donor room, and I looked forward to returning there on my twice-weekly visits. I didn't appreciate it at first, but I eventually realized what a terrific room it was. It had a wicked, shameless chair, a voluptuous, come-hither lamp and a coy, pouting paper towel dispenser. However, the room was small, or perhaps it only seemed so because when there I was usually homo erectus, so I was constantly upsetting lamps and clearing shelves. Okay, maybe not.
I produced so many test specimens that the doctor could have built an infant from scratch and avoided conception altogether. But after several weeks, the testing was over and I was sent back to the doctor's office.
He said that I had been accepted into the program: my sperm count was five times higher than average.
There it was. In seconds, I had become an awesome engine of fertility, a sexual force to be feared. Condoms and diaphragms could be shredded by my Zulu sperm cells as their superior numbers overwhelmed the British outpost of the ovum. My minions could overcome any female contraceptive resistance and commit countless acts of microscopic date rape. My ego was further engorged by the fact I'd finally met someone who wanted me just for my body. I was a sex object, meat on the hoof. The doctor obliged by talking about me in the cold quantities of sperm counts and motilities, reciting my "tale of the tape" as us pro athletes call it. He also referred to donor candidates by number instead of name to preserve anonymity. To the doctor I was The Man With No Name, a hired gun.
"A hun'rd and ten million! That's pretty good shootin', stranger. What'd you say your name was again?"
"I didn't say...."
From now on, I would be paid. My one-armed bandit had consistently hit the jackpot, and now I was going to cash in. Some guys think their penis has a mind of its own. Mine had a career of its own.
It was during my next visit, as I approached the main desk, that I first saw her: Candy the candystriper.
I had never been particular about my women. Two X chromosomes sufficed. But Candy was different. Perhaps it was the three days of fluid backing up into my brain that made her look like an angel floating toward me. Perhaps it was her helium breast implants. All I knew was that I wanted to suckle that bosom till I talked like Donald Duck.
She noticed my groin, which bulged handsomely due to the bag of ice I put in my pants to keep down the swelling.
She gave me a specimen cup and I went into the donor room, where I was great. A minute later I returned.
My headache was gone. I sauntered over to Candy's desk and turned on the charm, which I can do pretty much at will.
"Sorry, but my cup runneth over with love."
She smiled the dazzling smile that is the gift of a woman with braces. She said, "You might want to zip up your fly."
"Why, you eagle-eyed minx," I teased. "You've been watching my fly, haven't you, like a photographer waiting for a glimpse of the Loch Ness monster."
She giggled. "So, what do you do?"
"Here? Um, I do what all the other guys do. But better."
"I mean, what do you do for a living?"
I hung my head. "I'm a computer science graduate student."
"Really? Can you say something in computerese?"
"Awk grep sed lex yacc?"
She squealed with delight, and her sudden increase in body heat caused her implants to expand. I had it made.
On our first date, I learned all about her. A woman of compassion, she had bought a water bed because it made the fleet feel more at home. She had also bought a high-tech, no-mess vibrator, only to learn it was an electric orange juicer.
I thought it would be responsible of me to inquire about her medical history. Her gynecologist had said that, though she needed retreads, she didn't have any social diseases. This was a relief because it meant the president wouldn't have to order a stand down of all naval operations. Her neurologist had said that her brain was still a virgin, its fragile tissues untouched by knowledge.
Her favorite literary work was Kafka's "Metamorphosis." She hadn't read it, but she had seen an ad for the promo of the music video. She could empathize with a human mind that finds itself trapped inside the body of an insect, because she suffered the opposite problem.
She was the girl of my dreams.
Toward the end of the evening, I made my move. "Pound bang slash bin slash cush semi ell ess minus ell splat."
She fell against me, nearly swooning. Should I strike while the iron is hot? The sperm bank had already scheduled to within 4 minutes every ejaculation I would have in the next year. But how often does a man find true love? I decided I would service both Candy and the sperm bank, spreading myself thin, so to speak.
"Candy, would you like to go to my place and view my itchings? We could practice CPR. I'll check you for tumors. Maybe a lower GI series?"
We got to my apartment and with a flourish I opened the door to my my lair of lust. "Welcome to my Altar of Ecstasy, my Boudoir of Bliss."
"Gee, it looks just like a sperm donor room."
We wasted no time. She was so hot her bust deployed like a Chrysler air bag. All night it was twiddle twiddle twiddle pipe mount socket pound bang pound bang splat return. Consummate, consummate, consummate.
In the morning I staggered to the sperm bank. The vigor of youth had abandoned me. I needed a heavy styling mousse to achieve the hardness needed to raise my flag over Iwo Jima and produce a specimen. The cup would've held more microbes if it was filled with Jersey tapwater.
Unfortunately, the doctor chose that day for a spot check of my handiwork. He looked at my specimen under a microscope, but couldn't find anything. He continued hunting for Red October and finally found a sperm. It tried to swim, but then it grabbed its chest and rolled over.
So, my career ended as soon as it started. But my romance has flourished. Candy has proven to be a challenging libidinal dynamo, but nothing me and some new vacuum cleaner attachments can't handle.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-19-2005, 02:10 PM:
Rated G
Dictionary of Evaluation Comments
Some of you might like to know what the supervisor is really saying in all those glowing employee work performance evaluations s/he keeps cranking out.
AVERAGE:
Not too bright.
EXCEPTIONALLY WELL QUALIFIED:
Has committed no major blunders to date.
ACTIVE SOCIALLY:
Drinks heavily.
ZEALOUS ATTITUDE:
Opinionated.
CHARACTER ABOVE REPROACH:
Still one step ahead of the law.
UNLIMITED POTENTIAL:
Will stick with us until retirement.
QUICK THINKING:
Offers plausible excuses for errors.
TAKES PRIDE IN WORK:
Conceited.
TAKES ADVANTAGE OF EVERY OPPERTUNITY TO PROGRESS:
Buys drinks for superiors.
INDIFFERENT TO INSTRUCTION:
Knows more than superiors.
STERN DISCIPLINARIAN:
A real jerk.
TACTFUL IN DEALING WITH SUPERIORS:
Knows when to keep mouth shut.
APPROACHES DIFFICULT PROBLEMS WITH LOGIC:
Finds someone else to do the job.
A KEEN ANALYST:
Thoroughly confused.
NOT A DESK PERSON:
Did not go to college.
EXPRESSES SELF WELL:
Can string two sentences together.
SPENDS EXTRA HOURS ON THE JOB:
Miserable home life.
CONSCIENTIOUS AND CAREFUL:
Scared.
METICULOUS IN ATTENTION TO DETAIL:
A nitpicker.
DEMONSTRATES QUALITIES OF LEADERSHIP:
Has a loud voice.
JUDGEMENT IS USUALLY SOUND:
Lucky.
MAINTAINS PROFESSIONAL ATTITUDE:
A snob.
KEEN SENSE OF HUMOR:
Knows lots of dirty jokes.
STRONG ADHERENCE TO PRINCIPLES:
Stubborn.
GETS ALONG EXTREMELY WELL WITH SUPERIORS AND SUBORDINATES ALIKE:
A coward.
SLIGHTLY BELOW AVERAGE:
Stupid.
OF GREAT VALUE TO THE ORGANIZATION:
Turns in work on time.
IS UNUSUALLY LOYAL:
Wanted by no-one else.
ALERT TO COMPANY DEVELOPMENTS:
An office gossip.
REQUIRES WORK-VALUE ATTITUDINAL READJUSTMENT:
Lazy and hard-headed.
HARD WORKER:
Usually does it the hard way.
ENJOYS JOB:
Needs more to do.
HAPPY:
Paid too much.
WELL ORGANIZED:
Does too much busywork.
COMPETENT:
Is still able to get work done if supervisor helps.
CONSULTS WITH SUPERVISOR OFTEN:
Pain in the ass.
WILL GO FAR:
Relative of management.
SHOULD GO FAR:
Please.
USES TIME EFFECTIVELY:
Clock watcher.
VERY CREATIVE:
Finds 22 reasons to do anything except original work.
USES RESOURSES WELL:
Delagates everything.
DESERVES PROMOTION:
Create new title to make h/h feel appreciated.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-20-2005, 03:12 PM:
Rated G
Told to me by my mother, who owned a pharmacy in Tennessee, in 1950.
A fellow with a bad cough comes in to the pharmacy, walks up to the counter and asks for the pharmacist. A young clerk tells him that the pharmacist is not available. The man asks the young clerk if he can recommend anything for his cough.
The clerk gives him a bottle of some medicine for his cough. The customer takes a big swig, then after a few minutes, with no apparent relief, he takes another, and another.
In a short while, the pharmacist returns, and sees his old friend, the customer with the cough, sitting quietly in a booth near the soda fountain. He says to his clerk that the fellow has never before stopped at the soda fountain.
The clerk proudly tells the pharmacist the story of his transaction. The pharmacist looks at the recommended medication and angrily reprimands the clerk for recommending a laxative, instead of cough syrup.
The clerk reminds the pharmacist the whatever the mode, the medication was effective.
The pharmacist replies, "Now, he's afraid to cough.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 09-26-2005, 09:11 AM:
Rated R
A man walks into a hamburger shop and orders a regular meal. Later, the waitress brings his meal to him. He takes a bite out of it, and notices there's a small hair in the hamburger. He begins yelling frantically at the waitress, "Waitress, there's a hair in my hamburger! I demand to see what is going on!"
So, the waitress takes him back where the cook is and to his demise, he sees the cook take the meat patty and flatten it under his arm pit. He says, "That's disgusting!"
Then the waitress says, "You think that's disgusting you should see him make donuts."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-01-2005, 06:19 AM:
Rated G
Two landscapers were working diligently alongside the streets of a huge office complex. One would dig a hole and the other would follow behind him and fill the hole in.
They worked up one side of a street, then down the other, then moved on to the next street, working furiously all day without rest, one guy digging a hole, the other guy filling it in again.
An onlooker was amazed at their hard work, but couldn't understand what they were doing. So he asked the hole digger, "I'm impressed by the effort you two are putting into your work, but I don't get it -- why do you dig a hole, only to have your partner follow behind and fill it up again?"
The hole digger wiped his brow and sighed,"Well,I suppose it probably looks odd because we're normally a three-man team.But today the guy who plants the trees called in sick."
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-08-2005, 01:52 AM:
Rated G
Ed in Aurora, Ontario Ca
WAL-MART APPLICATION
This is an actual job application that a 75 year old senior citizen submitted to Walmart in Arkansas.
They hired him because he was so funny.........you gotta love it!!!
George Martin
SEX:
Not lately, but I am looking for the right woman (or at least one that will cooperate)
DESIRED POSITION:
Company's President or Vice President. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.
DESIRED SALARY:
$185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.
EDUCATION:
Yes.
LAST POSITION HELD:
Target for middle management hostility.
PREVIOUS SALARY:
A lot less than I'm worth.
MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT:
My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.
REASON FOR LEAVING:
It sucked.
HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK:
Any.
PREFERRED HOURS:
1:30-3:30 p.m. Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?:
Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.
MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?:
If I had one, would I be here?
DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 lbs.?:
Of what?
DO YOU HAVE A CAR?:
I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"
HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?:
I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes, so they tell me.
DO YOU SMOKE?:
On the job - no! On my breaks - yes!
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?:
Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy dumb sexy blonde supermodel who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.
NEAREST RELATIVE....
7 miles
DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?:
Oh yes, absolutely.
***Old People Rock! ***
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-08-2005, 09:44 AM:
Rated G
Gerry
When an auto mechanic tells you the repair job will run a certain amount, give or take a few dollars, you know right then who will give and who will take.
Posted by Bob Maar (Member # 763) on 10-14-2005, 07:07 AM:
Rated G
Jewell
Last week I purchased a burger at Burger King for $3.58. The counter girl took my $4.00 and I was digging for my change when I pulled 8 cents from my pocket and gave it to her. She stood there, holding the nickel and 3 pennies, while looking at the screen on her register I sensed her discomfort and tried to tell her to just give me two quarters, but she hailed the manager for help. While he tried to explain the transaction to her, she stood there and cried.
Why do I tell you this? Because of the evolution in teaching math since the 1960s:
Teaching Math In 1960: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?
Teaching Math In 1970: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?
Teaching Math In 1980: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?
Teaching Math In 1990: A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20.
Your assignment: Underline the number 20.
Teaching Math In 2000: A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands. He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question:
How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers.)
Teaching Math In 2005: Un hachero vende una carretada de madera para $100. El costo de la produccisn es $80. Cuantes tortillas se puede comprar?
Posted by Paul Mayer (Member # 355) on 10-16-2005, 10:14 PM:
Rated G
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