2003-09-19

When Gregor Samsa awoke from troubled dreams one morning he found that he had been transformed in his bed into a/an [CHOOSE ONE: management consultant, butterfly catcher, leek farmer, surgeon, sous chef, Poison roadie, tire salesman, golf equipment innovator, tree climber, sock darner, cowboy, Indian, heterosexual, pocket knife designer, systems analyst, carnival worker, NASCAR enthusiast]

See? That's a much better start to a book about your career. Only use it as a jumping off point, though. Don't be all derivative and try to tell us about an apple incident.

This has nothing to do with the previous:
Nobody writes or carves stuff in their desk at work. Be a trendsetter in your workplace for once: start littering your desk with pot leaves, penises and not-so-mandarin proclamations like "Pantera Rulz" or "FAH-Q" or initials with a heart around them. Use a pair of scissors to carve it into your desk, then color it in with a ballpoint pen or Sharpie. If you have a metal desk, just use a Sharpie. If you don't have a desk, use the wall. If you don't have a wall, use floor. If your floor is dirt, write on a coworker (don't carve). If your boss reprimands you, just act like you don't speak English and leave. The next day pretend like there's nothing on your desk/wall/floor/coworker. Or continue to pretend you don't speak English.

[I found this lying around my computer from a month or two ago. Finding old stuff I forgot about makes me all salty and romantic.]

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