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Workplace witticisms, job jokes and career quips; who says work can't be a laughing matter?

The Job Application
Introduction I originally thought this was actually poetry but it is so funny. It is from something I found in 2008 and have fluffed and tidied up to make it readable correcting spelling mistakes and then pairing it with the Dubliners "Paddy on The Bricks/The Sick Note" in Lego.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 4 years ago in Journal
a list of forgotten things
I’ll start by saying that I’m a child of the 90s and the sweet sweet 2000s. I blame my love of nostalgia solely on vh1s “I love the 90s, 80s, the 00s” all of them, I watched that religiously (I’m not kidding)
By Emily Downey4 years ago in Journal
Welcome to the Program
We are sitting in an office with no windows and no decorations. It feels more like a closet than an office. Mildew creeps onto the edges of the ceiling tiles, and the man behind the desk looks like he would rather be anywhere else. “I absolutely must get some decorations up,” he tells us. "I've been here for four weeks but this will be my second week with an office." He wasn't embarrassed; it felt more like a brag. Oooh, an office. Go Trent.
By Winnie F4 years ago in Journal
The Cover Picture back story
This caricature was drawn by Gemma Gill of Pegs Pony pictures based in nearby Poole in Dorset here in southern England. We got to know Gemma when she kept her horse, Pegs, at the same yard as we kept and still keep our own horses.
By Alan Russell4 years ago in Journal
Vodka and Red Bull before 0930
I was too early to check in at the Travelodge this morning but that didn't stop me from trying. Even after exercising my undying boyish charm and modesty at the reception desk I still could not get a room until mid-day. So, nothing else to do apart from heading to Bardo's Lounge on The Colonnade for breakfast.
By Alan Russell4 years ago in Journal
Maidenhead again - 18th May 2022
Normally I would top up with fuel in the evening prior to making this journey but Tuesday afternoon and evening were both far from normal.
By Alan Russell4 years ago in Journal
Invasion of the Shrew
To preface this story, you need a setting. My wife and I were living in the lower level apartment of a house in Milwaukee that had been split into a duplex. Built in a917, the house was not well-insulated. In fact, like other houses at the time it wasn't insulated at all, and we were in the basement, which for the most part kept the temperature a constant. This was a plus when we toured the place in late Fall, when it was a pleasant 68 degrees in there, and it was pretty good in summer when we were able to get by with fans while our upstairs neighbor sweltered. But it sucked in winter when the temperature outside was below zero and there was two feet of snow on the ground. Then, without central heat, we were able to only keep the average temperature in there at about 55.
By Gene Lass4 years ago in Journal
What a Pithy
1. I looked for many years for the Fountain of Youth. When I finally found it, it had an ‘Out of Order’ sign hanging on it.
By Terry Mansfield4 years ago in Journal
The Whoo
In the bird world, the Corvidae family are definitely the scholars of their kind. They are trainable problem-solvers. Researchers have been amazed by the brain-power these birds possess. When it comes to the Corvidae family, there isn’t much scientist can’t agree on. However, there is one bird whoo’s evolutionary timeline and behavior has sparked a little debate. Whoo is this mystique feathered friend that challenge researchers? The Owl, of course.
By Britney Draper4 years ago in Journal
Mercy on me
Monday December 27,2021 Apparently I was more tired than I thought.
By daija miller4 years ago in Journal
Are Short, Fat, Ugly People Destined to a Life of Poverty?
When the Journal of Applied Psychology reported that people who are tall typically earn more money that their shorter counterparts, this was quite annoying news, for a relatively short person like me.
By Susie Kearley4 years ago in Journal
On Writing and Happiness
Hi there, my name is Bela. I’m just another cat, but that’s not going to stop me from living the life of my dreams. It may appear to be a stretch for someone with thin whiskers like me, but it’s my life and I’m going to live it the way I choose.
By Irina Patterson4 years ago in Journal