Do The Hustle!

Or the Cabbage Patch if you prefer. Tomorrow is FRIDAY!

Daily Hoop Conversation:
Hoop: I need to get my eyes checked.
Tink: Well we both know that's not going to happen.
Hoop: There's an eye doctor in the plaza at work.
Tink: Is there a dentist there too?
Hoop: I do my own dentist work.
Tink: Oh, so you're certified now?
Hoop: I'm a Nuclear Surgeon.
Tink: A Nuclear Surgeon.
Hoop: I got my degree at Harvard.
Tink: When?
Hoop: Right after NAM.
Tink: The war?
Hoop: Yeah. I built a time machine.
Tink: You built it?
Hoop: Hello! Nuclear Surgeon.
Tink: What did you build it out of?
Hoop: Toothpicks.

10 Minutes Of Random Thought:
Start. I never considered myself as having ADD tendencies. But since realizing that my favorite part of the day is when I get off... Of work you gutterheads ...I find my mind wandering away from everything that deals with this job. It's become a chronic problem. The stack of papers in my "IN" box is so high right now, I'm actually considering shredding it and starting fresh. Just a few minutes ago I found myself rooting around on the floor looking for a fallen peanut. I'd been working on a high deadline project fifteen minutes prior and suddenly a peanut took priority. I'm glad we don't have cameras in this place. They might start questioning my time management skills. I can imagine their log. "10:15. Tink scratches her ass. 10:30. Still scratching. 11:00. She's moved on to her foot now." It's not because I'm not motivated. I wouldn't be where I am today if I wasn't. It's that I'm BORED. This company's idea of throwing a curve ball is putting me in the warehouse for a day counting inventory. *YAWN* Why don't they stick me on a truck? That would be a challenge! When I started this job I was training people. I was making presentations and doing pricing adjustments. Then my job grew. I became backup for IT, the receptionist, and accounts receiving. They started handing off data entry projects that took two mind numbing days of staring at the computer to complete. The Bud-Girl caught me trying to poke my eye out with a ruler one morning. She quit three days later. Coincidence? I think not. So there's my rant. I need a new job. I'm thinking of becoming a professional pudding wrestler. Or maybe an excuse maker. "Tell them you found some cerumen (earwax) in your lobule (earlobe) and you won't be back until it clears up." What do you think? BTW, I didn't find the peanut. I'm sure the roaches will be happy." Stop.

Daily Hoop Conversation 2:
Tink: Crap. I'm out of tampons.
Hoop: Didn't you just buy a box?
Tink: One box usually lasts one period. That's why I thought I was done.
Hoop: Well that's pretty shitty. They only put enough in there to last you one period?
Tink: Yup.
Hoop: That's like those three-packs of condoms I used to buy when I was younger. They're so dang expensive! And they know they're only going to last you one weekend.
Tink: Whoa Tiger.

Also, anyone else find this article a little bizarre? DEHYDRATED camels. In Australia no less.