My other life as a zombie
This is actually an old story from work. P is my coworker, ever helpful.
Me: Why is there a bucket that says “Brains” on my desk?
P: Oh, there are six sheep brains in there.
Me: Okay. But why?
P: I thought you’d know what to do with them.
Me: I know what to do with them. Just how did they get there?
P: Youth and Family programs didn’t need them and wanted to know if you wanted them. Don’t you want them?
Me: Of course I do! Thanks.
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Me: Why is there a bucket that says “Brains” on my desk?
P: Oh, there are six sheep brains in there.
Me: Okay. But why?
P: I thought you’d know what to do with them.
Me: I know what to do with them. Just how did they get there?
P: Youth and Family programs didn’t need them and wanted to know if you wanted them. Don’t you want them?
Me: Of course I do! Thanks.
This entry was originally posted to Dreamwidth. Read Comments | Reply