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Not funny- ha ha

ok, so there's a guy at work, who we'll call 'john', b/c that's his name, and i doubt he even knows where the damn button is on the computer to turn this contraption on, let alone find this page, but whatever....

john is an intern for us...a 40+ y.o. intern. he's creepy, and weird, and he looks like charles manson, and eeeehhhhhhghgh....he's creepy...and married, which i don't get but whatever. i guess there's someone out there for everyone...except me...

let me try to give you a glimpse into john's psyche

*he reads the dictionary. if we don't know where he is, and need his help with something, we have to hunt him down and pull him away from his diction-oh excuse me...'lexicon'.

he won't referr to the dictionary as a 'dictionary', because he doesn't want to be 'dictated' to.

now, there's a guy here at work named sean. sean is my friend. he is so much my friend, that he is pretty much like an older brother. sean and i play dumb jokes on each other, but it's usually pretty funny. except for the box of packing peanuts above my desk.

sean, if you read this - not so funny.....fake burger on the gas cap- that was fucking funny

we hide things, find photos of our boss and xerox them 250x and tape them together and cover each others cars with them, that kinda thing.

so, i guess john tried to throw his hat in the jokey circle by finding a picture in a book called 'naieve paintings' and left it open on my desk with my name above a painting of a girl with big eyes petting a bunny (which would have been funny if he knew my friend vanessa, b/c that was her euphanism for masterbation) and scrawled my name across the top of the page.

aside from the brown eyes, i didn't think it looked like me. plus the whole name thing was kinda creepy, so i'm like

"what the fuck? do i leave pictures of charles manson on his desk?"

he thought i would find the picture funny....um......no.

and *now*.....uhhhhhhhhhh......ok, so about 2 weeks ago, he asks if he can give me something...and i'm like "uh, no...thanks, that's ok" so he asks again, and i'm like 'well john, that depends on what it is' and he tells me that he has something he'd like to give me, that he won't give it to me, unless i give him permission, and i'm like fine, whatever.

sean knew what it was, but wouldn't tell me. all he said was, that i wouldn't find it funny.

so i ask sean again, figuring that john's forgotten, because i mean, he seems to forget what time to come to work y'know?

sean says it's a bookmark with a hollographic cockroach on it.

that's not funny....ESPECIALLY WHEN I HAVE A TERRIFYING FEAR OF COCKROACHES

i mean really, people.....what's up with that?

if i see a cockroach, i at least have a weeks worth of nightmares...last night i had bug-mares from just hearing about the stupid bookmark!

*ugh* people

09:40:33 - 2000-04-21

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