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As a person who hasn’t worked a “real” job in years, and whose last “real” job was teaching snot-nosed undergraduates how to write a finely-honed, five-paragraph essay, I have to ask; is it true that about a third or more of those people with “jobs” are actually sitting with their thumbs up their asses for eight to ten hours a day?
March 1, 2006 at 5:56 PM ::
Yes. Why do you ask? Are you thinking about getting a job? What a crazy idea.
'mouse on 03/01/06 at 06:08 PM ::
Well, I figure I could sit around with a thumb up my ass and maybe get paid for it.
Jo on 03/01/06 at 06:10 PM ::
That was yucky. Hm.
Jo on 03/01/06 at 06:10 PM ::
Damn right you could. It could even be filthy lucre-ative.
It also provides an uncanny amount of structure to five days of the week, if structure is something you crave.
But weren’t you supposed to be writing a book and getting published?
'mouse on 03/01/06 at 06:15 PM ::
My theory is the more willing you are to do nothing, the higher you get paid… though, in regard to thumbs and butts, I believe that brings a fine Christmas bonus.
grudknows on 03/01/06 at 07:09 PM ::
Eh, no way. Not getting a job at this juncture. If anything, I will fill out the paperwork for Disability, though it seems like that would be taking the money from someone who really needs it.
I’ll be back to the book mill soon enough. I’m thinking about putting together all my tale of woe from the last months into one long Thing and seeing what it looks like.
Jo on 03/02/06 at 08:54 AM ::
With art!
Keith on 03/02/06 at 09:56 AM ::
Reality is overrated anyway.
Snow on 03/02/06 at 10:55 AM ::
hjopl;df opnm as sdercvopnmdf./././
sorry, had to remove my thumb so i could type. so much better than trying to type with your nose.
hysterium on 03/03/06 at 05:23 PM ::
and sitting down
e on 03/03/06 at 05:44 PM ::
So this thumb walks into a bar, asks the bartender for a drink, then loosens its tie while it stands there waiting.
“Pull up a stool,” the bartender says as he pours.
“No thanks,” the thumb says. “I’ve had just about all I can take of that for one day.”
Keith on 03/03/06 at 05:45 PM ::
Oh, Keith.
Oh dear.
Deary, deary, deary me.
Oh my.
boot on 03/03/06 at 08:09 PM ::
on so many levels.
hops. thumbs hop.
e on 03/03/06 at 08:54 PM ::
Just too many bad/good jokes here.
Keith on 03/03/06 at 08:57 PM ::
and whose fault is that, i wonder, hmmmm?
e on 03/03/06 at 09:00 PM ::
What’s weirder, though, is that when I read e’s bit about hops I thought to myself “thumbs hop, is that some sort of local beer?”
boot on 03/03/06 at 09:34 PM ::