Monday, January 15, 2007

The day my boss told me to call him "Nancy"

That would be today. Apparently, even though my job is generally dull and simplistic, today, we need a code. Ok Nancy, whatever. I had to draw the line when he proposed the other part of the code be "I'll meet you at Victoria's Secret." Freak.

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9 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Say what now? Your boss sounds a lot more fun than any bosses I've ever had.

10:21 AM  
Blogger Chris said...

WTF?? Is your boss drinking so early in the day?!

10:43 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

lmao. i cant even begin to understand what this is about. nor do i think i really WANT to!!! :) um, have a nice day! :)

i swear, i chose to pop in on your blog on the ODDEST days! haha :)

12:48 PM  
Blogger Jeanne said...

Uh...what? He must have been drinking.

3:06 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

WHOA, OK, WHAT???? WHERE do you work? WTF is with your boss? He isn't that hunky guy across the hall??? Come to Maine where it is more sane! Well, maybe sane...

6:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Okay, you absolutely cannot leave us with just that! I NEED to hear the rest of that story. WTF?!

7:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is he headed for Dr. Snippy and this is his way of informing you before the change? Very strange indeed.

11:35 PM  
Blogger Tink said...

You know what's even stranger about that (to me)? My Mom used to call my littlest brother "Nancy" in public when he was being... ahem. Naughty.

11:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Why must people take the name of Nancy in vain? (heavy sigh, silent tear on cheek)

8:07 PM  

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