I’m either going to take part of tomorrow off or Tuesday. Or maybe both. I’m in a slow place at work, but I don’t want to use all my vacation time because I’m planning on using it later. See, if I schedule a vacation when it’s slow, I have to go on vacation, which is nice, but, if i schedule a vacation and its get busy, I have to cancel the vacation and then I get all the pity points and look heroic and dedicated for staying at my job even though I could be on vacation.
Yes, I will take validation from anywhere I can get it. Are you suggesting there’s something wrong with that?
A joke liked more by women than by men. So sensitive, men.
The doctor said, “Good news is I can cure your headaches… The bad news is that it will require castration. You have a very rare condition, which causes your testicles to press up against the base of your spine, and the pressure creates one hell of a headache. The only way to relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles.”
Joe was shocked and depressed. He wondered if he had anything to live for. He couldn’t concentrate long enough to answer, but decided he had no choice but to go under the knife.
When he left the hospital he was without a headache for the first time in 20 years, but he felt like he was missing an important part of himself. As he walked down the street, he realized that he felt like a different person. He could make a new beginning and live a new life. He saw a men’s clothing store and thought, “That’s what I need, a new suit.”
He entered the shop and told the salesman, “I’d like a new suit.” The elderly tailor eyed him briefly and said, “Let’s see …size 44 long.”
Joe laughed, “That’s right, how did you know?”
“Been in the business 60 years!”
Joe tried on the suit. It fit perfectly. As Joe admired himself in the mirror, the salesman asked, “How about a new shirt?” Joe thought for a moment and then said, “Sure.” The salesman eyed Joe and said, “Let’s see… 34 sleeve and 16 and a half neck.”
Joe was surprised, “That’s right, how did you know?”
“Been in the business 60 years!”
Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Joe adjusted the collar in the mirror, the salesman asked, “How about some new underwear?” Joe thought for a second and said, “Sure.” The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe’s waist and said, “Let’s see…size 36.”
Joe laughed, “Ah ha! I got you! I’ve worn size 34 since I was 18 years old.”
The salesman shook his head, “You can’t wear a size 34. A 34 underwear would press your testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one hell of a headache.” :eek:
