The blues, but yet funny...
I'm feeling rather melancholy today. I'm not quite sure why. It could be the gray of the day, although the clouds are a welcome relief from the 100+ temps we've been suffering through lately. It could be that Brett Favre has been traded to the Jets or that the Cowboys lost their preseason opener. It could be that I'm poor and have no hope of ever being not poor (cause those rich guys just aren't materializing). It could be that I'm having trouble getting back into the weight loss game. It could be that I haven't been sleeping very well. It could be that NO ONE HAS SIGNED UP FOR THE HEART WALK!!! Aren't I just a great big ball of unfiltered sunshine? I don't want to be a bitchy blogger. I want to be witty and funny and inspiring. How's that working so far today?
I just put an entire row of staples, intact, into my stapler. Do you know how rare it is for an entire row to remain intact?
In an effort to remain slightly humorous I am going to post something I've had hanging on my bulletin board at work. It's not my work, but I'm at least passing it along. This describes my mood for the past several weeks.
I just put an entire row of staples, intact, into my stapler. Do you know how rare it is for an entire row to remain intact?
In an effort to remain slightly humorous I am going to post something I've had hanging on my bulletin board at work. It's not my work, but I'm at least passing it along. This describes my mood for the past several weeks.
"The Lost Dr. Seuss Poem"
I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location,
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey,
and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell,
there's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers,
I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.
I love my computer and its software;
I hug it often though it won't care.
I love each program and every file,
I'd love them more if they worked a while.
I'm happy to be here. I am. I am!
I'm the happiest slave of the firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job - I'll say it again!
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white coats to take me away!!!
I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss and all the rest.
I love my office and its location,
I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey,
and piles of paper that grow each day!
I think my job is really swell,
there's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers,
I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.
I love my computer and its software;
I hug it often though it won't care.
I love each program and every file,
I'd love them more if they worked a while.
I'm happy to be here. I am. I am!
I'm the happiest slave of the firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job - I'll say it again!
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white coats to take me away!!!
posted by tanyamoniq @ Monday, August 11, 2008
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