posted on August 16, 2001 07:52:59 AM new
When you have an "I hate my job" day try this:
On your way home from work, stop at your pharmacy and go to the thermometer section. You will need to purchase a rectal thermometer made by "Q-tip." Be very sure that you get this brand. When you get home, lock your doors, draw the drapes and disconnect the phone so you will not be disturbed during your therapy. Change to very comfortable clothing, such as a sweat suit and lie down on your bed. Open the package and remove the thermometer. Carefully place it on the bedside table so that it will not become chipped or broken. Take out the written material that accompanies the thermometer and read it. You will notice that in small print there is a statement:
"Every rectal thermometer made by Q-tip is personally tested."
Now, close your eyes and repeat out loud five times, "I am so glad I do not work in quality control at the Q-tip Company."
I am, are you?
Rick
In the begining, God created the heavens and the earth.
posted on August 16, 2001 02:17:33 PM new
My favorite 'bad job' I've ever come across is from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl. Charlie's dad screwed toothpaste caps on for a living.
posted on August 16, 2001 04:45:25 PM new
My my...Well, I guess it's a good thing that they put that claim INSIDE the package or they wouldn't sell very many of those!
posted on August 18, 2001 04:53:20 PM new
ddicffe - I have another job that seems appropriate for your "You think YOU have it rough at work" thread. My cousin sent this to me yesterday. Just as gross.
The San Francisco Zoo has an elephant named Calle who has a chronic illness, requiring medication.
The zoo people couldn't get Calle to take her dose orally, so a pharmacologist developed an anal suppository. The 10-inch-long, four-pound, cocoa-butter bullets are crafted by the good folks at Guittard Chocolates in Burlingame.
Administering the DAILY medication takes five zoo workers, including one person to distract Calle with treats and one person who wears a full-arm glove.
FIVE people have jobs worse than yours. Now stop complaining and get back to work!
