HR Nightmare

In honor of my boss calling me a "walking HR nightmare" last week, I give you this week's installment in the series "Technically it was after hours, so no one can write me up":

In the middle of a table discussion on who played baseball/softball in high school or college, and in particular, whether you were any good at hitting a curveball or not, I said "Oh, if it's not attached to a man, I couldn't hit a ball to save my life."

Hey, it ended the really boring baseball conversation....

...you won't LIKE me when I'm BORED...

Because when you're rolling, roll with it or be mown down

Earlier today a co-worker came around the corner and scared me. And as some of you know, my Indian name would be "Startles Easily". So I said "Ack, Tom, you almost made me scream." And he said "Been a while since a man made you scream, huh?" And I said, pointedly looking at the nonexistent watch on my wrist "Well, about 12 hours."

Hey. He started it.

( In other news...because really, I do have more going on in my life than non-PC work utterances, although they do provide quick and amusing LJ fodder, which seems to be all I've had time for lately )