sunshine0221's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I Got Nothing I Got Nothing I joined Holidailies. I committed to writing every day. I started an entry about how right on my Yahoo personality profile was, and how any points Yahoo earned for being right were cancelled out a hundred times over by the slack-jawed yokels it then proceeded to try and match me with. Plus it's late, and I don't particularly want to go down that emotional road tonight. And I just can't do another cat entry this week. Well I could, but I try to limit myself to no more than 3 a week. Don't want to come across as a Crazy Cat Lady in training or anything. But hey, a few weeks ago I thought my boss had ordered himself some porn. We get lots of packages, and it is sometimes a real project to figure out who they are for. My boss was out of town for a few weeks, and a package addressed to him showed up. I opened up the box, and inside was another box. Labeled "French Deviance". PORN!! Because I am subtle and discreet, I immediately showed it to my co-worker. She was ready to call the boss right then and tease him about ordering porn. I was just going to close everything back up and pretend I hadn't seen it. I examined the box as I was putting everything away, and discovered that they were How to Learn French tapes, which although that sounds kinda dirty, really isn't. The Boss was preparing for his upcoming trip to Paris. When my boss returned home, I told him the whole story. He cracked up, and just to mess with her, promptly invited my co-worker over to his house to watch some"videos". I'm sure there's a moral in here somewhere, but it's late, and I'm calling this an entry. The End 12:25 a.m. - December 15, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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