I read Dilbert every day, and I often pass on the good ones. I thought this was rather memorable.
Sorry the image is a little squat – it wouldn’t fit across the blog properly. You can see the original here.

I read Dilbert every day, and I often pass on the good ones. I thought this was rather memorable.
Sorry the image is a little squat – it wouldn’t fit across the blog properly. You can see the original here.

When I was younger, my sister was really into Dilbert cartoons. I remember this because I ended up buying her a Dilbert t-shirt as a gift from FAO Schwartz when I went in grade 11. I, however, didn’t really get into it. I think it’s because one has to spend some time in an office before it truly begins to make sense.


We all talked like the people in classic movies. You know what I’m talking about, the inflection in the voice, the matter of fact tone…the note of desperation in the voices of all the women. Can you imagine what it would be like if we really talked like that everyday? Hehehe.
Here are some examples of what I mean (and please bear with me if they don’t work right away):

Humour takes on many forms, but I must confess myself I am particularly attracted to what is called a “witty repartee” or a “quid pro quo”. Athough certain natural occurences can be funny, mostly when they are incongruous, I am just partial to what a repartee inspires. It allows you to be quick thinking and clever, and to have a wide base of knowledge. Generally, it’s about thinking fast and furiously.
I have to admit today I’ve been confronted with several moments like these. In fact, I pretty much would have to say that my friend Ryan, just like my friend Coatesy, have really managed to master the quick thinking one-liners. I don’t know how they do it, but I love the challenge that talking to them inspires. Today I had the chance of meeting another collegue and he seemed to be on the same track as Ryan. All in all the conversations I have had with them today been a highlight.
And if you don’t believe me, just ask your mom.

Many of you have already seen this, for those of you who haven’t, enjoy! (Thanks Rachel!)


If you want a really good laugh, go to The Peevery and read the section on Poop Etiquette. HA!


Today is a sad day.
I got up and got ready for work. During my routine, I began my daily ritual with Joe Muggs (my steel thermal mug bought almost 3 years ago at a coffee joint called Joe Muggs). Today, I found him sick and he couldn’t come with me to work. Sigh.

Joe Muggs and I have had a relationship with for a while now. We first started our hot and sometimes steamy relationship when I was at camp. He would cheer me up with loving warmth in the cold mornings and it was lovely. He was there to keep things at just the right level – sometimes piping hot, other times luke warm. We’ve had a good handle on things over the years, always keeping a lid on it so nothing would come spilling out to hurt anyone.
This morning I found Joe was incontinent. He must be getting too old for regular outings. Oh Joe, I’m going to miss you.