Physical Therapist to My PT: "I bet you twenty dollars I can get my patient's shoulder to go back quicker than your patient's." My PT: "No, no, no. That doesn't sound like a good idea." Me: "Take that bet!" My PT: "What?! I'm shocked to hear you say that. Your arm's still broken." Me: "Think
Me: "We can't do it on Sunday. I'm going to the Cubs game." She: "Oh, then it's no problem. The game will rain out on Sunday." Me: "Don't say that." She: "It's supposed to start tonight and rain, rain, rain all weekend long. You won't be going to a game." Me: "Don't say that!" She:
He: "I still can't get into the system. I thought maybe you could do something?" Me: "No, you need to talk to Bud." He: "Bud Selig? The baseball commissioner?" Me: "No, Bud the project coordinator. Why did you think Bud Selig could fix your access issues? That's clearly a Martha Stewart issue." She: "Or Spiderman.
This morning I was woken out of a dead sleep by the most obnoxious, deafening fire alarm in existence and was forced to finally answer that question we all ask ourselves from time to time: What would you grab? The answer was my jogging bra, good socks and sneakers. I had 32 flights of stairs
Me: "I can't believe you're bailing on me this weekend. All of you!" He: "Yeah, sorry about that, but you'll do fine. I found it easy to be entertained in New York on my own. There's lots to do." Me: "True. I was thinking about taking the Sex and the City tour." He: "What's that?
Me: "Why don't you call the column 'Management Is...'?" Boss: "Like the cartoon?" Me: "Yeah, why not?" Boss: "Oooooh, I like it." He: "What cartoon?" Boss: "It's this cartoon from the 70's called 'Love Is...'. Type it into the web and it'll come up." Me: "It has naked children in it." He: "And I've never
VP: "Your shoelace is untied." Me: "So it is...I'll get to it in a minute." VP: "How're going to manage with your arm laid up? Let me..." Me: "Let you what?" VP: "Tie your shoe. Prop it up here 'cause I can't bend over." Me: "I haven't had my shoes tied since I was four.
"We don't have to do that, it's overkill." "Yes we do! The client asked for this!" "No, the client asked for the moon. They only need a night light."
As you may recall, I've given up recreational web surfing for my Strategic Change I class. I've gone one whole week without the digital crutch. How's it been? Well... The department assistant of my degree program wants to recruit me to help with their site. I don't suppose, technically, that would qualify as recreational web
"Ah, poor thing! How did you break your arm?" "I had to fight for the last Twinkie." "No, really..." "It was a rough day shopping." "Ah, c'mon..." "Someone had to fight off the horde of angry, Harley bikers as the royal family made its escape." "I mean it! What did you do?" "I fell down
