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In high school I was working in a construction supply warehouse. One day, when things were a little slow I was slacking off in the catalogue room, thinking about my seriously sexy girlfriend, and um, relaxing, and umm... thinking about my girlfriend. I hear the owner coming so I jump up and try to zip up while I go to stand at the big catalogue assembling table and pretend I'm working. The guy looks at my unfastened pants, then looks at the table, and right in front of me is a big cheesy rigid tools poster girl. He gives me a look like "UH HUH, so that's your type." And it really, really wasn't. So, yes, I was embarrassed.
You'd look like that too if you had a giant steel rod between your legs.
Which reminds me, my husband works for a construction firm and every now and then they'll send out flyers that say, "Pipe Layers Wanted: Top Men and Tail Men." It always makes me giggle, because my sense of humor never made it out of the third grade.
you had a seriously sexy girlfriend? I had a ridiculously sexy girlfriend. You know, big tits, round ass, groucho mustache, top hat, rubber chicken, that kinda thing.
That's funny jon; in high school me and my friends had a whole list of ways of f*cking someone...you could f*ck her seriously (no laughing) or silly (with the requisite goofy laughing all the time) etc. Man, we used to giggle.
I had a similar response to the question "Is it a serious relationship?" "No, it's a silly relationship! We put on clownshoes and spray eachother with seltzer! Woo-Hoo! Waka Waka Waka!"
Also, they're testing the fire alarms in the building today. They warned us at 9:30 to disregard them, but now, an hour later we start hearing them. Nothing like "woop-woop-woop" out of the clear blue sky to jar you.
That plumber's wrench one. . .it's probably why people started making those giant machines that you can watch the chickies use on the internet these days. .. you know? The toe shoes have fallen by the wayside. . .
Also, today at DumbCo. there's a "Celebration," at 3pm, with a whole lotta pep-talking followed by free beer. I'll sit through corporate rah-rah for gratis suds, no problem. I'm also hoping that one of my fellow layofees will get drunk and harangue/tackle one of the muckety-mucks.
I though the tools themselves looked really great. Pipe threaders and cutters are major neato. The smell of machine oil and the crunch of metal shavings underfoot...Ah!
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