October 16, 2007


Why is it that people always seem to wait until you're killing mad before they ask you the dumbest thing they can think of?

I can't figure it out. Is it a dare? Do they think their stupidity will brighten my day? Or is it just that they enjoy watching the tics and twitches as I try to keep from bitch slapping them?

Posted by That 1 Guy at October 16, 2007 07:11 PM | TrackBack

I can't speak for anyone one else, but I always thought the tics and twitches were kinda entertaining........

Posted by: Tammi at October 16, 2007 08:13 PM

Huh. For a minute there, I thought maybe you worked where I work, 'cuz I had just the same thoughts today!

Posted by: Joan of Argghh! at October 16, 2007 08:59 PM

Sometimes I WISH I had a job where I could allow the moron's to see my tics and twitches...instead, I have to smile politely and keep my mouth shut.

I think you know JUST how good I am at THAT! *drip, drip with sarcasm*

Posted by: KTreva at October 16, 2007 10:11 PM

soooo.... I take it something did not go well?

Posted by: RSM at October 16, 2007 10:23 PM

Reason number 3,746,562 why Gott invented cocktail hour. Just sayin'...

Not that *I* would know, or anything...

Posted by: Richmond at October 16, 2007 10:29 PM

well frankly, I am glad we didn't talk today...

holy schnikes...

Did you bitch slap them?

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at October 16, 2007 10:55 PM

Picturing Herbert Lom in the Pink Panther movies. You a big dude...I'm sure one of your bitchslaps would send the hapless dorkchop flying across the room.

I missed you, bad, the other day, bro. Those miscreants never passed the phone to me.


Posted by: Erica at October 17, 2007 06:38 AM

... I'm with Erica, bigman... sorry I missed your call the other day....

Posted by: Eric at October 17, 2007 07:29 AM

Yep, that's about how it goes. It's also why I spend as much time re-enacting as I do. It helps work out the anger issues. Plus I get to drink new an exciting beers.

Speaking of Beer.. Carlyle has a new Black Walnut Stout, it shames the old stout.

Posted by: Contagion at October 17, 2007 07:55 AM

It is a game, he who gets the most twitches without bitch-slaps wins!

Posted by: oddybobo at October 17, 2007 08:08 AM

BloodSpite's Work Philosophy 101 Rule 2:

Find the Source of your stress, and break its legs.

Posted by: BloodSpite at October 18, 2007 09:35 AM

Hot enough for ya?

::runs away cackling::

(Sorry, that's the dumbest thing I could think of.)

Posted by: Roses at October 22, 2007 07:54 PM