This appeared on my lovely wife's site on tuesday, but not all 12 of you cross read, so I thought I'd post it here.

As I write this, we're actually subjecting ourselves to Three Men and a Baby. What the hell is wrong with us. (and no, I didn't see the ghost kid.)

riiiing.
riiiing.
riiiing.

Boss: Hello?

Wife: Hi, it's [me] blah blah blah, bluh blu blah blah blah...

Boss: Yeah, right.

Jocelyn: Bluh bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu blah blah blah...

Boss: Right. Remember, though, Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah...

Wife: Exactly. Bluh bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu blah blah blah...

[for you suits out there, thats what you sound like to coders when you're not directly telling us to do something]

Boss: Right. Remember, though, Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah...

[my eyes are totally glazed over on the other line]

Boss: Slap how's that code coming?

Me: Just fine. [i was on the other line]

Boss: Great. So, Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah...

Wife: Exactly. Bluh bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu blah blah blah...

Boss: Right. Remember, though, Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah...

Wife: Bluh bluh bluh. Blah ass plug...

Me: hee hee hee hee...

Wife: ...blah blah, bluh blu blah blah blah... What?

Me: you said "ass plug". heh heh heh...

Boss & Wife: >sigh< Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah. Bluh blah blah, bluh blu bluh bluh. Blah blah blah, bluh blu bluh blah blah blah...

[at this point I left and made a sandwich. mmmmm... salami.
sandwiches are yummy.]

Slap Out

18 Feb 01

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