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Date: 10/7/2020 4:45:00 AM ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5940 I was thinking of using stencils to make my own message on the apron like..."Due to Covid-19, Kissing The Cook Is Not Advisable " or "My Reward For Being Such A Good Employee" or "We are Borg, Resistance Is Futile". |
Date: 10/7/2020 4:49:00 AM ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5940 Also, I have been successful in not wearing the shirt but it's going babe even more tricky now .... |
Date: 10/7/2020 6:05:00 AM
From Authorid: 5301
...it sounds like your company is an evil clone of the company Initech that was shown in the movie "Office Space". I didn't have a lot of time this morning so I did a quick and dirty rendition of what I'd do. I only wish that I could add this pic to your post: https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50431795311_6b186b7ab4_o.jpg |
Date: 10/7/2020 5:15:00 PM From Authorid: 21435 Hey Larry Ordinarily, I would simply walk away; but, since it's you. Tie dyed has absolutely no place on something as sacred as an apron. I mean, we're talking about food preparation, here! Sheesh! So, I know this chick. I can't tell you her name, and I can't explain, either. For the sake of "American Jurisprudence" and all that's right in my world, we'll just call her "Rara Avis."...She can cast a spell on the apron in question and anyone who so much as looks at you wearing the thing will only see it as the color red and vote republican. Because, I am calling in a marker, "Rara" will waive her fee (minus shipping and handling) and I will send ASAP. All you will need is the enclosed spell, the heinous apron, two drops of sweat from the neck of an honest politician (good luck with that one) and someone who can translate the process. (The instructions are written in Canadian, North American.) Salim |
Date: 10/7/2020 6:40:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...you must be terribly busy killing ties. (DIE TIE, DIE!) How is the project going so far? Doing up some Easter eggs while you're at it? I made up a few more sample suggestions. Hope you can access them: https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50432515926_a4ae9b1485_o.jpg https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50432683567_2db256cfc5_o.jpg https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50432857556_a7cd2c862a_o.jpg https://live.staticflickr.com/65535/50433291641_17f27284cb_o.jpg More can be sent if you want. |
Date: 10/8/2020 4:15:00 AM ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5940 Mike Judge also made "Idiocracy", another favorite like "Office Space". Just see what happens if they take my red stapler. |
Date: 10/8/2020 4:20:00 AM ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5940 Kronk, you had me at spell, cast, marker. But honest politicians is a deal breaker. The last decent one tha I can recall was Harry Truman and he died in 1972. Perhaps I can get permission to exhume Harry to get some of his DNA? |
Date: 10/8/2020 4:23:00 AM ( From Author ) From Authorid: 5940 Well Hekler, today's the day that The Borg wishes to assimilate me into the collective. The apron they gave me is white and I have a black apron that I am seriously taking into work instead of the white apron. To be continued... |
Date: 10/8/2020 8:33:00 AM
From Authorid: 21435
Hey Larry I wish I could say that I remember Harry S. Truman. Unfortunately, I was a bit young when he completed his second term as POTUS and I really wasn't interested in much besides rice and gravy, candy cigarettes, and fresh French bread. "My people" thought very highly of the former president, because he did much (working alongside my great aunt, Cleo) to stimulate the economy in our region. It is a little known fact (very little known, indeed) that "Harry & Cleo" were instrumental in organizing "The great carp roundup of St. Martin parish." The roundup resulted in nine hundred and sixty seven thousand metric tons of carp being seined, gutted, salted, and shipped via rail, to southern California during the war years. The movement resulted in steady employment for "my people" until 1946. The motto of the times being, (at least in the Atchafalaya Basin and in San Diego, California, anyway) "A carp in every pot!" Sad to say, this time of plenty resulted in the "great carp famine of 1947" when, in the words of my great uncle, Woodrow; "Wow! Can't catch a carp, for nuthin!" The shortage of carp resulted in the "great flight to possum," in the early fifties. But, that's another story. rench bread anyway. "My people" had only good things to say about the former president |
Date: 10/8/2020 8:36:00 AM From Authorid: 21435 Never mind the few words at the bottom. My dog is not able to manipulate the keyboard. GRRRRRR! Ouch! |
Date: 10/8/2020 1:01:00 PM
From Authorid: 5301
...Kronk... I wasn't born during the time of that famine you mentioned. That was ten years before my time. What I do recall from my childhood was the 'possum Sunday dinners we would have. Being the youngest in the family at the time, I'd ALWAYS get stuck with the tail on my plate. I'd complain about the crummy food we ate ate was told not to "carp on about it". Giving my parents a quizzical look, they would explain about the carp famine and how they would grouse about the lack of fine fish on the table. That's how that expression began. |
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