Thanks for helping us cube monkeys get out of our cage and fling some poo on your website. It’s proven to be cathartic and hilarious therapy for me. Here’s an example of the fellow cube monkeys who fire off the same, tired one liners over and over, day after day.
Situation 1. When I’m dressed somewhat similar to a co-worker. Annoying co-worker: “Did you two call each other this morning before you drove to work?”
Voice in my head: “Hey you smelly cunt, we’re not Danny DeVito and Arnold Schwarzenegger and much like that movie, you and your tired joke haven’t been funny in 25 years. There are only so many colors in this world that Banana Republic and Kenneth Cole provide so there’s a decent chance I will be wearing the same color as a male co-worker at least twice a week. By the way, you’re not obeying our dress code with your ratty ass flats and frayed tank top that exposes your canned hams for arms. I bet your pussy stinks, too.”
Situation 2. The Calendar Quoter. Annoying co-worker: “Is it Friday yet? It’s humpday, halfway there! Happy Friday!”
Voices in my head: “Look on the dark side of things, it will be Monday in a few days, we’ll still be stuck at this same job in a few years, and god willing, you’ll be dead in about 150 weeks. I don’t know why you’re counting down for the weekend where the only difference between your shithole apartment and your cubicle is that you get paid near minimum wage to sit around here all day and you have a computer made before Steve Jobs got cancer in front of you.”
Situation 3. The person who is always looking to quit. “I swear I’m going to leave here if they get on my ass one more time. I have already updated my resume and have an interview for a manager position next week.”
Voices in my head: “Listen, I’m down 19 in my fantasy league with only Willis McGahee playing tonight so my day is far worse than yours, asshole. I hope you get a new job with the Navy SEALs torturing terrorists because I’m ready to waterboard my-fucking-self if I have to endure five more minutes in your presence. You need this job more than it needs you because you have to pay alimony for two nappy kids and you drive a rusty Honda Accord. Sit the fuck down, shut the fuck up, and shuffle some more documents before I suicide bomb this place.”
Situation 4. Bag burglar. “I can’t believe it, someone stole my lunch! I’m reporting this to HR and someone will be fired!” Voices in my head: “There’s a shithole Subway down the street and you could skip a lunch or 50, Jabba the Cunt. Also, I know who ate your sodium bomb in the Lean Cuisine wrapper. It was Herman in processing and as bad as you think your life sucks right now at least you aren’t forced to steal lunches at work like that miserable prick. He’ll be fired in a month anyway and you just avoided 500 calories. Win-win in my book.
I have a couple more examples but I need to get back to work before my boss comes over and asks me; “You working hard or hardly working?”
Another fucking masterpiece from Cubicle Monkey Stoolies. Jerome’s rant is obviously a bit longer so I’m not gonna say much here except this:
In regards to wearing the same clothes – When you and a coworker both have a blue button down dress shirt on and someone says “I guess I didn’t get the memo,” it should be written in the Constitution that you are allowed to murder him in cold blood. It is the single biggest douchebag phrase in the world, right up there with people who say “I guess my invitation got lost in the mail!” Usually these phrases are uttered by the same asshole, because nobody wants to invite the fucking asshole who thinks its funny to comment on the fact that more than one coworker has a blue shirt. And they laugh out loud at their own “joke” and look around at other people sitting near you like “Amiright? Amiright?” Yea, LOL you stupid motherfucker. Its taking every ounce of my self restraint to not take out my CO2 Keyboard Dustblower Can and shoot it directly into my mouth in the hopes that I will poison myself to death. Out of every single miserable moment of Cube Life, the “Didn’t Get The Memo” moment is without a doubt the single worst. It’s enough to make you weigh the pros and cons of unemployment and homelessness just to make sure you never find yourself in that situation ever again.