Well I had the biggest 'Wooosh! FAIL' that I've ever witnessed yesterday.
Someone told a joke on Twitter - "I lost my thesaurus. I can't describe how I feel about it". I don't remember who it was to give them a mention, so if you are reading this, let me know in the comments.
Anyway, I was walking through one of the offices at work yesterday when I passed my pal. I figured this joke was just his sense of humour so decided to tell it.
"I lost my thesaurus", I said.
He could see in my face that there was a joke coming, so in a dead sincere voice he said, "Oh, no way!"
"Really", I said. "I can't describe how I feel about it".
Well he laughed but a girl who works on the desk next to him asked me if I was being serious. She said I was being a bit dramatic about a thesaurus. I told her it was a joke but she didn't seem convinced. She looked at me like I was a right loon so I buggered off sharpish.
Later in the day I came to my desk and there was a little pocket thesaurus on it. I was a bit baffled to say the least. I figured it must be my pal having a laugh, but two minutes later the lass who had overheard the joke came in and said that the thesaurus was hers but she never uses it, so I was welcome to have it to replace the one I had lost.
I managed to compose myself long enough to thank her sincerely for her kindness, then she went. I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time. My ribs were sore.
Enjoy your Saturday :-)
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There are some people who you wonder how they managed to get a job in the first place.
The one that is only working for me about 50% of the time is. (NB. I spend a lot of time in GP surgeries for my job)
PC: Can you tell me what room the Doctor is in?
Receptionist: Which Doctor?
PC: No, the regular NHS one.
As I say 50% strike rate on that one.
Bless. Although her noodle was truly baked when I said I didn't even smoke.
Sharp as a bowling ball, that receptionist.
You triggered my failing memory to recall that surgery receptionists were given the following tip in this month's Viz:
"Convince people that you are a fun, compassionate person with no deluded sense of your own importance by having a 'World's Greatest Gran' mug to house your pencils and pens. Then coldly tell patients that there are no appointments until the week after next".
I abandoned trying to joke with Mrs 20 many years ago. She shares her sense of humour with Roland Freisler, only she's scarier and she hasn't joined the Nazi Party. They won't let her in, she's too cruel.
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What's the difference between a duck?
Its legs.
Two nuns in a bath.
Nun1: where's the soap?
Nun 2: yes it does doesn't it?
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