While driving to the booming metropolis nearby (read: slightly larger town half an hour away), I happened to stop at a red light in one of the smaller towns along the way. Looking to my left, I saw this lovely sign, and was quick enough to snap a picture.
Would you like one of our Bitch Pizzas? It’s the house special.
Gotta love some good old small town humor.
In my department, we have a lovely man who hails from the land of Beefeaters, Doctor Who and delicious accents. I thoroughly enjoy listening to him talk, especially when he does something particularly British.
The other day, we had several meetings of our team throughout the day, and he dropped these gems into my lap to giggle about later on.
“..If we don’t talk to them about it, things will tend to go a bit pear-shaped…”
Physical comedy at its greatest, ladies and gentlemen:
*starts to ask a question*
*gets words confused*
*Takes a drink of tea and looks around*
And my personal favorite:
Boss: “Has anyone heard of veritas?”
Brit: “Yes, it’s Latin for truth.”
Me:*giggling that the Brit knows Latin*
Brit: *Points to me* “She’s scoffing!”
Honestly, it made the meetings much more entertaining, and I look forward to documenting more “bloody hell’s” and references to “boiled sweets” in the future on this blog.
I came across the top picture in my Facebook feed, and felt the need to modify it.
You’re welcome, Whovians.
Ever have one of those days where you start out just wishing everything would go away so you could go to sleep, and then something happens that just hypes you up so that you are able to get through the rest of the day with a pleasant smile on your face?
No? Just me?
Well, today was like that for me, and here’s the person responsible.
I was scrolling through my Facebook stalker feed today when I got to work (as I am wont to do), and this popped up.
This is my friend Erica, and yes, she is being a badass at work.
I know it’s only the beginning of June, but I think this is the funniest thing I’ve seen all month. I seriously giggle every time I see this. It needs to be my background photo on my computer to look at when I’m having a bad day.
Apparently, Erica is going to a wedding today, and can only curl her hair with sponge rollers. Because her office (my former office) is really laid back, she decided to wear her curlers to work, looking like a housewife from one of the square states.
And it is awesome.
If you think that this picture is amazing (which it is, so don’t be afraid to admit it), you should check out the blog she started when she ran off to Vegas to get married. Seriously, she can spit out pop culture references like nobody’s business, and working with her was what kept me sane the last few months of that job.