People:
Upon my desk there sits my office love, Doug. He is round and bouncy, and although not the most talkative thing in town, he makes me very happy.
Since starting here, I have slowly built upon Doug everyday courtesy of the amazing rubber bands that the mailman wraps around our huge bundles of mail....yes, that's right: Doug is a rubber band ball.
Doug is not to be trifled with, manhandled, or bounced! And most importantly, he is not to be used and/or abused, nor stripped of his rubber bands. Unlike the rest of us who wish to decrease in size, Doug wants to get larger and larger...Doug wants to take on the world.
So should you need a rubber band, please refrain from taking one from Doug. We have a large box of rubber bands in the shipping room, and another one in the supply closet.
Thanks in advance.
Mandy.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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5 comments:
Did you write this post because yesterday I dropped the ball and then chased it down the hallway?
you're insane
Insanely awesome!
I just finished reading your entire blog from the beginning. I am hooked! If you write a book I'll be the first in line to buy. Keep up the posts. They keep me entertained at work (I too am an office manager).
thanks so much, molly87122!
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