The High Proce of Smelling Mistakjes
February 2nd, 2007 by Kris
Here’s an IM exchange between myself and my boss today (who’s a woman):
Me: so the picture is of JOHN and Clinton?
Me: not just clinton
My Boss: correct
Me: go tit
Me: got it
My Boss: HUH?
My Boss: 
Me: sorry!
Me: typos gonna cost me my job
A few seconds later I heard a bunch of laughter coming from my coworker’s cube next door, and then this:
My boss: shared that w/ Jill
My boss: could you tell?
Me: I’m catching on
I already put my boss’s name by a sex-line phone number on our Web site, so if I didn’t get fired for that, what’s a little semi-dirty IM-ing?
February 2nd, 2007 at 11:43 am
Hee hee. Ha. HA HA HA.
Sorry. I’m 12 (appropriately).
P.S. What picture?
February 2nd, 2007 at 11:59 am
Oh. My. God.
Why don’t you just quit your job instead of finding creative ways for them to fire you?
February 2nd, 2007 at 1:27 pm
Winners never quit! Unless it’s smoking or drugs, then LOSERS never quit . . .
The picture was of my boss’ boss (lets’ call him John) and Bill Clinton . . . but that’s neither here nor there, really. It’s the “go tit” part that’s supposed to be funny.
February 3rd, 2007 at 12:44 pm
Can we exchange bosses? You can have mine. He’s bald, yells at you for not meeting deadlines and has this annoying habit of being right most of the time. Where do I send my resume?
February 6th, 2007 at 1:57 pm
Heh heh. Don’t know if this helps but I once sent out an e-mail call for survey respondents for my research project on romance novels by the publisher Mills and Boon. Except I mis-typed and replaced the “n” with a “b”. Didn’t get any responses.
February 10th, 2007 at 1:44 am
Hey, I would’ve wrote you back. In a HEARTBEAT.
But, you know, I’ve always been a “Mills” man, can’t help it . . .
February 19th, 2007 at 3:55 pm
Jayashree, now that would make for a great x-rated film about a romance novelist who works days at the Pillsbury factory.
And I’m not so sure that Kris should get in trouble– obviously, he’s for women in the work place!