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Aug 02, 2007 08:26

On my way to work I heard 2 women talking...

"Und dann kam ich ins Wohnzimmer und tat erstmal einen Schrei. Und dann meinte der nur, die Tapete, die ich ausgesucht hatte, wäre nicht geliefert worden, da hätte er einfach eine andere genommen..."

"I came into the living room and had to scream. And then he just said that the wallpaper I had chosen previously hadn't been delivered and so he just took another one..."

(wtf?)

(+ some mischievous giggles)

apropos finding joy in other people's misfortune...

Our janitor or whatever he really is, handsome Mike (as we call him because of his "great" body and his teenage macho testosterone-controlled behaviour (he's 50+)), had an accident. He rode his moped wearing chappels (flipflops) (!) and crashed on the wet road.
He broke his leg. Which is not nice.
And the gear lever bored into his upper arm tatoo... (oooooooooooh)

work, :o)

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