What Were They Thinking?
Words cannot express my feelings - WTH? Not that I follow the fashion of the skating world, but I do know that this was a faux pas. Shame on their costume designer...
Heard It Through A Cube Wall...Version 3.0
The saga of my neighbors in the HR Department
continues. As hard as they are to
believe, these are true stories – based on true accounts.
I try not to engage these individuals in conversation
because, honestly - I just don’t have the energy. BUT since I happen to sit in close vicinity
to them, I can’t hide from their stupid questions or avoid getting sucked into
their conversations.
HR Assistant: (yelling over the wall at me) - How do
you spell “dub-a-u”?
Me: Huh?
HR Assistant: I said,
how do you spell “dub-ah-u”?
Me: Do you have something in your mouth? What language are
you speaking?
HR Assistant: I’m not
speaking anything. I’m trying to type
the word “dub-a-hu” and spell check is telling me it is spelled wrong.
Me: Are you trying
the type the word “W”, as in the lette...
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