funny_guy
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jun 22, 2000
- Posts
- 256
I hate my job, just sitting in a small little cubicle, with a phone, a computer and some files, and forced to go through meaningless pieces of paper all day. I didn't even get paid all that well. The one good thing, however, was that I had other people to share my sorrows with. And my co-workers were astonishingly good looking. So, when my work became unbareable, I would stop, get some coffee and flirt with the cute receptionists or "administrative asistants," and such.
Well, one day, I was getting some more paper clips from the back room (you know, you can never find any paperclips when you need them) and in walks one of my female co-workers with a wicked smile on her face...
Well, one day, I was getting some more paper clips from the back room (you know, you can never find any paperclips when you need them) and in walks one of my female co-workers with a wicked smile on her face...