Thursday, February 16, 2006

NGC Staff Meeting Agenda: Housekeeping

I know we've been having fun while the cat's away, but an item of serious business has come up, and a decision must be made.









Division of Labor, NGC Industries
Should regular upkeep of staff common areas, such as the kitchen sink, be a shared duty?
Yes. Everyone takes a turn!
No. What am I, your slave/secretary?
No. KJ should demonstrate his leadership in the kitchen and the boardroom.
No. It should be contracted out so that staff may continue with profitably productive work.
No. A volunteer from among the readers should be asked to help out with the kitchen chores.
No. Pile On should take this over now that he's not posting on Celebrity Fishing.
No. KJ should take a crowbar to the NGC pocketbook and spring for catering.
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posted by Jane Bellwether @ 2:48 PM   11 comments

11 Comments:

At 4:59 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you mean, "KJ should demonstrate his leadership in the kitchen and the bedroom."

 
At 6:45 PM, Blogger Pile On® said...

I was not aware this was a democracy?

Take control KJ, take control.

 
At 7:07 PM, Blogger Jane Bellwether said...

Vote now while you still can, Pile!

 
At 7:21 PM, Blogger spd rdr said...

I was going to make a joke about "hanging chads," but then thought better of it.

 
At 9:30 PM, Blogger KJ said...

Its OK Pile. The control is only an illusion.

I shall return when the work week ends.

 
At 9:38 PM, Blogger Cassandra said...

He's a man Pile.

He has no control. He only has bluster.

 
At 12:35 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cooking and cleaning is womens work.

Why buy a dishwasher when you've already got one?

 
At 4:09 AM, Blogger camojack said...

Speaking from personal experience, I would say it depends upon your tolerance for the stench of rotting foodstuffs on dirty dishes.

You think I'm KIDDING?!

I'm not...the divorce won't happen soon enough.

 
At 12:38 PM, Blogger Cassandra said...

joat, I hope you can run fast.

Because there aren't enough painkillers in the world to help you, son.

 
At 6:51 PM, Blogger Jane Bellwether said...

Cass - close your ears;
joat - promise not to tell this one to anyone who knows Cass;

My son's favorite joke: How do you turn a dishwasher into a snow plow? Give her a shovel.

You did not read this. I did not write this. We are all having a wonderful time with KJ's witty weblog.

 
At 11:06 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

A wise son you have there Tee Bee.

I'll remember that joke forever and drop it in a conversation at the appropriate time.

To be honest, I really, really don't like to do dishes.
I hate it so much that I only bought one four piece set 7 years ago and I almost never get them dirty.
Paper plates, plastic spoons and microwave chow or eat out is how I solve that problem.

And since we're doing jokes...

Q:What did the dyslexic insomniac agnostic do?

A: He stayed up all night wondering if there really was a dog.



Mother Superior calls all the nuns together and says to them: "I must tell you all something. We have a case of gonorrhea in the convent."

"Thank God," says an elderly nun at the back of the room, "I'm so tired of Chardonnay."


A young woman said to her doctor, 'You have to help me, I hurt all over!'

'What do you mean?' said the doctor.

The woman touched her right knee with her index finger and yelled,'Ow, that hurts.'

Then she touched her left cheek and again yelled, 'Ouch! That hurts, too.'

Then she touched her right earlobe. 'Ow, even THAT hurts!'

The doctor asked the woman, 'Are you a natural blonde?'

'Why yes,' she said.

'I thought so,' said the doctor. 'You have a sprained finger.'

 

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