Wednesday, February 02, 2005
Morning, MG. What are you counting?
Hi, Vin. Nice brooch. I feel like I'm stuck in that old math riddle.
Ooh, math riddle? Now, you know Vin doesn't brag, but I used to be a genius at those!
Yeah, how 'bout this? If your bitchy boss needs a pack and a half of sugar and a shot and a half of espresso every goddam day and a half in a cappuccino and a half, how long before the administrative assistant snaps and tells the boss to go get her own damn Starbucks?
Hmm. I think the version I heard had something to do with chickens and eggs, but I'm sure the principle is the same. Let me compute some complex calculations here... Got it. I think the answer is, approximately, when the administrative facilitator decides she no longer wants to be employed.
I suck at math, but I was afraid the answer was something like that.
And don't undersell yourself. You didn't forget your own fake promotion?
I had sort of blocked it out.
Hi, Vin. Nice brooch. I feel like I'm stuck in that old math riddle.
Ooh, math riddle? Now, you know Vin doesn't brag, but I used to be a genius at those!
Yeah, how 'bout this? If your bitchy boss needs a pack and a half of sugar and a shot and a half of espresso every goddam day and a half in a cappuccino and a half, how long before the administrative assistant snaps and tells the boss to go get her own damn Starbucks?
Hmm. I think the version I heard had something to do with chickens and eggs, but I'm sure the principle is the same. Let me compute some complex calculations here... Got it. I think the answer is, approximately, when the administrative facilitator decides she no longer wants to be employed.
I suck at math, but I was afraid the answer was something like that.
And don't undersell yourself. You didn't forget your own fake promotion?
I had sort of blocked it out.
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