|Another milestone at work
||[Feb. 28th, 2008|09:51 am]
Ah, another crack in the quiet, well-behaved exoskeleton that I don when starting a new job. Like a Cicada, soon I'll be buzzing around, all red-eyed and noisy, getting caught in people's hair. |
Yesterday, in a conference call with my Canadian colleagues, I described a national sales rep as being "about as useful as tits on a bull".
I'm SO classy.
You win. Your prize will be forthcoming. :)
Personally, I'd rather work with someone who makes me do spit takes on a regular basis rather than one that puts me to sleep. Makes the day more interesting...
I adore you. Your wisdom is true and beautiful.
(on a side note, I too was chastised recently for using the phrase "bitch and moan" in an email to my Hr Director. She referred to it as "Salty" and argued that it wasn't appropriate in emails. But she also wears dresses that only come down about a centimeter past her rich little puckered twat... and wears a fur coat and Jimmy Choos to the office).
2008-02-28 04:58 pm (UTC)
Then I'm just guessing that she wouldn't approve of your discribing her rich little puckered twat?
...And isn't Rich Little a bit old for her?
I'm pretty sure even SHE doesn't approve of her little puckered twat.
2008-02-28 05:14 pm (UTC)
BTW, I'm going to copyright the phrase "NWFHR". I'm just sayin'.
That's why I prefer "piss and moan"....
If it's salty, you should see a doctor...
I am on a harpist yahoogroup and yesterday we were swapping stories about the worst music teacher we'd ever had. I called my second piano teacher a "sadistic witch" because I thought I'd be classy and not use the word "bitch."
I was promptly taken apart by a Wiccan whose spirit was crushed by my venomous bigotry. In today's world it is simply impossible to utter three consecutive words without offending someone.
That's why I promise to insult EVERYONE.
I was at a neighborhood Halloween planning meeting -- which generally involves a lot more wine and gossip than planning...and to give you perspective, I wasn't standing up at a podium addressing a crowd of hundreds, it was fewer than a dozen neighbors hanging around someone's living room.
And I made some kind of joke about the Pope.
And one woman stops the laughter dead cold (because it WAS FUNNY) with a very loud "I'm Catholic and I find that offensive."
I have to admit that I was younger, less sure of my self, and had much less of an attitude. Luckily, though, I wasn't sober.
"Oh, don't worry honey, I'll get around to offending everyone's personal beliefs sooner or later. It was just your turn tonight. You should have heard what I said about the Baptists last week."
That has been my philosophy ever since. (For the record: the only problem with Baptists is that they don't hold them under long enough)
I will admit, I can keep myself from using "witch" as an epithet...but I frequently regress to 5th grade and use "retarded" and "gay", both in the middle school sense, which I just HATE. I'm all about purposely making fun of someone, but I try not to just use descriptors as short-hand negative labels. But it's a struggle.
Which is why I think that puckeredtwat will make a nice companion for pindick.
2008-03-01 06:20 pm (UTC)
Not To Go Over The Edge Or Nuthin' but...
I immediatly thought of S.B. Cohen's Borat line about "her female parts were tired and stretched like sleeves of wizard." Puckered don't sound so bad, eh?
from an ashamed Rocketeer