The scene: I’m in the hallway where the mailboxes are (at work), off of the cafeteria. I’m wrestling with a cardboard envelope-thing, which is holding a vendor catalog, WHICH IS GLUED to the inside of the envelope. As I finally rip the envelope in pieces to extricate the catalog inside, I hiss loudly:
FUUUUUUUUU…uhhhh…ork.
Because one of our VPs walked by.
Not only do I cuss, but I cuss WRONG.
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Our finance guy got a lower review because the CEO heard him drop an F bomb. I shit you not.
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