I heart The Planet.
The amount of jackassery that goes on in my office is astounding. I just got hit with a giant fucking koosh ball (Planet blue, no less) and was told that I was out of today’s Dodgeball game and it was only 8:40 AM. Dodgeball.
Seriously, what the fuck?
I didn’t get a memo about Dodgeball.
The ball was deflected from my leg into my manager’s office. She looks up and was all “Of course that was Kevin” and goes back to her email. Because it’s totally normal to have giant fucking koosh balls flying into your office.
Mind you, I’m not complaining in the least. It’s awesome. I’m just not used to working in a place where jackassery on a daily is the norm. And it definately beats wanting to plummet to your death into the bayou outside our office. Even if the fall didn’t kill you, your face would melt off.
Today we get the keys to our new home and move in tomorrow. Do you know how excited I am? I think I’ve peed my pants 4 times today. Anyway, I’m taking a half day to get the keys and finish packing. And get my hair cut. (Priorities, bitches.) I have to miss cake, though. Today is Cake Day. At 2pm they are bringing in cake for the office. Because we need to lace our jackassery with sugar and Crisco.
-Duck and weave
Ali
I agree: jackassery is always best when served with giant helpings of hydrogenated oils!
I wish to God(dess) that I had a koosh ball floating around my office. I’d pay good money for that kind of jackassedness, yes indeed.
You should totally get one. They are like $5 at Target and Walgreens. My next blog will feature a photo of said ball.
How’d I miss this blog? Did I not get a notification or something?
My apologies. :S