you know you're unprofessional when ....


... you're so fucking bored and life sucked at your day job, that your response to a perfectly professional inquiry is as follows:

joke: horse walks into a bar. bartender says, "hey, man. why the long face."

anecdote: this weekend, my best friend asked me if I wanted to get married. I told her that I don't think I ever want to be someone's wife. she looked at me like I should give up my rights to womanhood.

ideas: floating pollen suckers. this would eliminate the majority of outdoor allergies

concerns: that I need to replace my blackberry.

comments: appetizers are much tastier than entrees.

etc.: sometimes I think I should get my dog, louie, some shoes. dogs are only issued one set of paws. this seems impractical. where's the back up plan?

Comments

Narrator said…
You mean with something OTHER than a BlackBerry? That's insanity. I'm in love with mine. Which one do you have?
7:45 PM
Writeprocrastinator said…
Which reminds me, you should've said to Lee, "my bionic dog can kick your fake plastic surgery, non-bionic ass!"
5:14 AM
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