Friday, 30 August 2013

The Friday Joke


The Friday Joke
 
My boss sometimes eases into the levity of the weekend by telling me a Friday joke…
 
My boss: “Come in boat number 96 your time is up” <dramatic pause> “Boat number 69 are you in trouble?”.
 
Me: “But that doesn’t work does it?”
 
My boss: “No, no don’t you get it? What’s 96 upside down?”
 
Me: “96”
 
My boss: “No! upside down!”
 
Me: “You write 96 on a piece of paper and turn it upside down”.
 
My boss: “Hmm well it’s just a joke – you’re not supposed to think about it”.

Baking Mad

Baking Mad


There has been an enormous surge in the number of baking and cookery programmes of late; and a corresponding increase in the number of people trying out the old crafts for themselves…
I have, in a small way, succumbed to the trend and have found myself in the kitchen busily making comedy cupcakes and baking bread (kneaded by hand). I have to say that it is indeed an immensely rewarding activity. Eating warm bread that you have baked yourself is a completely joyful experience.
A friend has become obsessed with baking and is fully embracing ‘The Good Life’ by also growing her own fruit and vegetables.

She recently paid a visit and brought along a home baked apple pie – made with apples from her own garden.
“This apple pie is absolutely delicious!” I said “Did you make the pastry yourself?”
“Oh yes!” She replied proudly “I spent all morning weeding the vegetable plot and then spent the afternoon baking… I love making my own pastry… it really gets your fingernails lovely and clean.”

“Oh…” <gulp> “that’s…great” I replied.

Thursday, 29 August 2013

The Marketing Guru

The Marketing Guru

Introducing the Marketing Guru...


The Marketing Guru persuaded my boss to subscribe to her services. It seems that she managed to achieve this by sitting really close to him, feigning an interest in his television-watching exploits and loudly proclaiming that he was obviously very clever and very busy.

For some reason she rarely visits and, if she phones, she strongly resists being put through to my boss, preferring instead to leave a brief message.

We have just had a rare visit from the Marketing Guru. Last time she got into my bad books by being shouty and messily eating an overfilled coronation chicken sandwich in the office. This time however she redeemed herself by speaking softly, just drinking tea and telling me that she likes my hair.

Emotional Office Equipment


Emotional Office Equipment

Office equipment sometimes calls for sensitive treatment...
I kept getting a message popping up that says “Black cartridge is low”. I decided to read to it from my little book of motivational poetry.

Do you Speak English?

Do You Speak English?

I am a fan of classical music, but there are limits...

I have just taken a call from a woman in Singapore; after a short struggle to understand each other she asked me if I could speak English.
“I am speaking English.” I replied. “Oh ok” she said and then put me on hold to “Ode to Joy” played on a xylophone.
After five minutes of this I put the phone down.
Life is too short to entertain such nonsense.

TV Talk

TV Talk


My boss enjoys watching television in the evening. His enjoyment is multiplied by reporting his television viewing experiences to his staff...

My boss: “I’ll tell you what I saw last night, a quiz show called “The Chase”… did you watch it?”

Me: “No, I don’t like quiz shows”.

<10 minutes of being told all about it>

My boss: “….and there was this one guy who could answer all the questions about nature because he was a naturist”

Me: “A naturist is someone who takes their clothes off.”

My boss: “No, that’s a nudist”

Me: “They’re the same thing”

My boss: “Well what was he then?”

Me: “I don’t know, I didn’t watch it, but probably a naturalist”

My boss: “I’m sure they said he was a naturist”

Me: “Well then he might have been a naturist who knows all about nature”

My boss: “Yes, he did, he could answer all of the nature questions.”









Wednesday, 28 August 2013

No Representatives Seen Without An Appointment


There is a notice on the entrance door to the building: “NO REPRESENTATIVES SEEN WITHOUT AN APPOINTMENT”. This often is the source of nonsense. Here is a typical scenario...

My boss: “Is that someone at the door?”

Me: “Yes it is.”

My boss: “Who is it?”

Me: “I don’t know.”

My boss: “I’m not expecting any visitors, who is it?” <My boss goes to the door to investigate>.

My boss: “Yes?”

Person at the door: “Oh, hello. I’m from such and such a company and I wondered if I could have a word with the owner.”

My boss: “I am the owner.”

Person at the door: “Oh great, good to meet you. We’re in the area at the moment and I wonder if I could interest you in such and such a product?”

My boss <pointing to the notice on the door>: “We don’t see representatives without an appointment!”

Person at the door: “Oh yes, I see. Could I make an appointment to see you then?”

My boss: “You’d have to phone up.”

Person at the door: “Could I have the phone number then please?”

My boss: “I’m not giving you the phone number; I don’t know who you are.”

Person at the door: “I just introduced myself before.”

My boss: “Well I don’t want you to phone here; I get enough phone calls from people trying to sell me things I don’t want.”

Person at the door: “Why didn’t you just say you weren’t interested?”

My boss: “Look, we don’t see representatives without an appointment – I haven’t got time for all this. I’m far too busy.”

<Person is no longer at the door>

My boss: “I’m sick of people wasting my time. Can’t they read? We don’t see people without an appointment. It’s terrible!”

Me: “Hmm, yes, it’s terrible.”

The Story Behind the Frog Mask

The Story Behind the Frog Mask

Frog Mask beginnings...

I went to the cinema once and they were giving away little cardboard masks. I took the frog one and later took it to work with me. The frog mask hid away in my desk drawer for a long time until I found a use for it…

My boss was clearly distressed about something one day and I asked him what the matter was. He said that he would like to talk about it with me but his fiancĂ©e had a problem with him discussing their personal life with me – he had promised her that he would never discuss their private life with me again.

He was still obviously agitated and wished to unburden himself – it was then that I remembered the frog mask in my desk… “I’ve got an idea” I said “I’ll put this frog mask on and you can tell the frog about your problems.”

Rather than dismissing this suggestion as the bizarre and ridiculous notion that it was, he said “OK then.”

So there I was at my desk, arms folded and peering at my boss through the tiny frog eye holes, listening attentively to his domestic strife story. The frog offered comfort and advice and my boss seemed satisfied with this peculiar exchange.

On several occasions after that, my boss would approach my desk, hesitate, then finally wave his hand towards my desk drawer and say “Ummm, er…. Could you put the frog mask on? I need to talk.”