I accidentally lost a co-worker today. I don't know how it happened but it was good, and then bad, but good. It was in the shipping department and I was just busy packing boxes and shipping stuff. I already printed my unmentionables for the day so I was flying through work. Then Bob disappeared. Not even the goldfish knows what happened.
I hope I accidentally shipped him to a customer or maybe he is taking an extra long potty break and got side-tracked skipping frogs at the pond. Bob sure is a nice guy when he isn't busy being shipped somewhere. I hope he has enough postage.
Later on, I started shipping more stuff to clear some space under the stairs. It was mostly stale dog food and some markers and chewing gum but someone should like the nice surprise. Except that one package, that got messy.
I sure have a lot of space now so I need to store these results on my typewriter. And I'm getting a lot of work done. I must be really close to a Nacho Cheese and Salsa factory by now. I still need more pigeons and duct tape though.
After running out of stuff to ship, I let some people autograph my toga and then gave my goldfish a bath. He can be fussy sometimes so we didn't use too much water. Then I took a nap and somehow got locked in the storage closet. That happens a lot so I must have really weird dreams at work. One time I woke up taped to the soda machine. It buzzed for a while and made my belly button tingle. I wish that would happen again. What a good day!
Phil Stewart
BlueHost.com





