Monthly Archives: June 2010
If the amount of money won/lost on dice at the office had been added up over the years (*I just typo’d years as tears- snurk snurk), I’m sure that we could have done something substantial… but we haven’t. The camaraderie is worth every loonie, toonie, fiver, purple, red and even brown note that has been wagered.
Conrad (maintenance) and Terence (BC office) are each showing the measurements of Conrad’s
hammer pipe from the previous day’s boiler blowout.
Carols’ wingman is a former gigolo named Rico. They met at the hospital in Brockett, Alberta. Carol was working at a kitchen (then using her middle name, Berlene) when she was assaulted by a patron over a hair in a grilled cheese sandwich. Rico worked at the hospital where Carol was brought in. They’ve been in love ever since. She won a major settlement from the local reserve, thanks to this piece of evidence. (*warning* link is inappropriate if you do not have a sense of humor)
Sometimes there are things so good in life that people just take for granted.
I’m giving the hand dryer at O’Han’s a shout-out right now, as it takes care of mo’ fuckin’ biznass. If you don’t know, now you know.
*** Side note: I’m glad it has a mirror finish, and it’s obvious that is a veiny arm coming in from the bottom. Phew.