Stupid questions
I certainly ask my share of stupid questions, but I like to let people get their coffee first.
Before I even got to my desk this morning I got a series of stupid questions.
Is Sergio gonna be here today?
Do you know what he did with the camera?
How much do those cameras cost?
None of these questions have anything to do with me. Sergio comes in at 9 everyone knows this, and we are not the keepers of the camera. Oh and don't effing ask me how much a digital camera costs, it depends of features and where you shop etc. For fuck's sake!
And no, shockingly these were not Flanders questions.
Eff Chelsea! All Hail Luis Garcia.
Music-Hal (so effing happy)
Before I even got to my desk this morning I got a series of stupid questions.
Is Sergio gonna be here today?
Do you know what he did with the camera?
How much do those cameras cost?
None of these questions have anything to do with me. Sergio comes in at 9 everyone knows this, and we are not the keepers of the camera. Oh and don't effing ask me how much a digital camera costs, it depends of features and where you shop etc. For fuck's sake!
And no, shockingly these were not Flanders questions.
Eff Chelsea! All Hail Luis Garcia.
Music-Hal (so effing happy)
1 Comments:
Is it Mr. Singlinden?
For gosh, darn darn.
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