Visitor Waiting in Lobby

It's the holiday season, so its okay to be a little bit charitable this time of year.

 

Get rid of him - tell him your esthetician had an emergency and had to move you pedicure and eyebrow waxing... He'll understand.

 

Be nice, but make him pay for lunch!

 

Your office needs better security.

 

Is he sellin' something?

 

I can't believe you ****ers didn't invite all of us.

That's it, you're both off MY Christmas list, and I was gonna get you guys a really nice weekend together at the Cove Pocono Resorts as a gift.






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^^^ not that there is anything wrong with that.


Another piece of advice: you might want to hide your stapler.
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Hey its because of you he couldnt have lunch with me...so I hope you girls enjoyed your little private meeting! Jon.... snubbed in Delaware

 

I just found this thread...I thought I would give all of you a little update on how I spent my afternoon...

So at 9:30 this morning I get a phone call from Joe Mac. He was very distraught because it has been two months since he lost money on a car and he is jonesing to blow a big wad of cash. He begs me to come to his office and help him scan the internet for swampland that he can buy high and sell low. Concerned for his mental health, I jump in the car with a copy of the wall street journal and some fig newtons (they always calm him down) and head to his office. When I get there, his secretary tells me that he has barricaded himself inside and refuses to talk to anybody. At that moment, out of the corner of my eye, I see Joe running with nothing but a viking helmet and a mink coat while security chases him like keystone cops up and down the hall. Finally, he makes his way back to his office, locks the door and yells with a madonnaesque english accent, "FROM NOW ON, CALL ME THE GOVERNOR"

I slump in my chair, realizing it is going to be awhile, and ask his secretary for some hot chocolate to warm myself up, as they have shut off the heat in the building in an attempt to compel the now naked, helmeted, Joe M. to leave his office.

In my chair, drinking my hot chocolate, I eventually go to sleep. I awake briefly to the sound of stun grenades as SWAT breached his office, but fell back to sleep soon after. I woke up at 5:30, Joe was gone, his secretary was gone...all that was left was a smokey lobby, latex gloves the medics left behind when they were subduing Joe M., a couple of empty cans of Tab (Joe's favorite soft drink) scattered about and a viking helmet with the horn broken off dangling precariously at the top of the stairs. I guess I missed the action.

I am glad Joe is OK,

Now how in the hell do I get out of this place?

 

Great story

 

Wait until morning and take his secretary to breakfast. She'll tell you about everything you missed. Have her pay for breakfast out of the office petty cash.

 

Joe Mac, you will need to work a little harder if you intend to mince words with Mr. Zaff.

 

Is that a new haircut, or did you finally run out of those 20lb tubs of hair relaxer I saw in your garage?

 

Here is the real story...Joe and Joe do make a handsome couple.
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ROTFLMAO

 

What "NEW LOOK" ?

 

I can't wait to see you guys. I laughed so hard. Thanks

 

I think I just vomited in my mouth.

 

Please use lots of mouth wash before the next C&C.

 

I KNEW I SAW SOMEONE FROM THE DJ BOOTH I KNEW THAT NIGHT!
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Oh yes, Joe part times as carrot top

 

Joe and Joe, you both are hilarious, I love it. I've been dying for a laugh like that, I loved both of your stories. Keep it up.

Mark