ABOUT ME

About me: My husband Chuck, our five-year-old Junior, our two-year-old Everette and I live in a town in Connecticut I affectionately call Mulletville Lite (aka my childhood hometown). My friends call me Nutjob, and they're right. In my husband's spare time he dresses up as a Viking and chases ghosts (and I'm the nutjob?). When I'm not busy working as a graphic designer, I blog at funnynotslutty.com and soggypuffs.com.

Friday, December 10, 2010

What can I say? I need a higher chair


Marketing Head: "Mrs. Mullet, can you come into my office?"

Mrs. M: "Er, yes, sir."

Marketing Head: "Your brochures have a lot of typos lately. A lot of gobbily-gook. Are you spell checking before you print?"

Mrs. M: "Er, yes, sir."

Marketing Head: "And the spacing is off. Is your space bar broken or perhaps stuck?"

Mrs. M: "Gee, sir, I can't imagine what the issue might be."

Marketing Head: "Well, I just thought I'd bring it to your attention."

Mrs. M: "Of course, sir. Of course."

Marketing Head: "We have the highest standards here at Mulletville Corp."

Mrs. M: "Of course, sir. Of course."

Marketing Head: "That'll be all for now Mrs. Mullet."

Mrs. M: "Yes, sir."

7 comments:

The Mother said...

I think you can sue for failure to appreciate your physical disability under the ADA.

VandyJ said...

The highest standards--but not a higher chair. Sure.

Mama Badger said...

He, he, he. Jerk.

Sparkling said...

Who do you work for, Lou Grant????

SLColman said...

Nice... Crazy boss as usual!

Jenni said...

Hey, your belly just has a lot to say.

Texan Mama @ Who Put Me In Charge said...

Maybe if Diddlydoo kicks, he'll throw in a b or an n every once and again.