Maybe add more cheese?
What do you think you should do when you’re faced with a mountain of paperwork? Dump it on a subordinate, approve everything without bothering to read it, dump everything and claim you never received it, or work 18 hour days until you get caught up?
I would definitely not reimburse staff any more than 20 bucks or so for that.
Also, want to know if I’m being a good employee. I just don’t know if I’m conscientious or a slacker? Any way to know for sure one way or the other?
You need to search your heart for personal understanding and reflect on your preformance.
You missed a deadline so you could plan a workplace birthday party? What were you thinking? That it would make you more popular among your coworkers? Now the boss is mad at you and your coworkers had to work late to pick up the slack, And what did they get out of it - a piece of slightly stale cake from Costco!
How much did you spend on the cake, $40 - $50?
But you’re not management, are you? I thought planning office parties was a management thing. And I’m guessing you didn’t even get management approval. And now all your co-workers hate you for having to work overtime. Good! You deserve the hate you’re getting now, jerk.
I thought we were talking about pi, and how many decimal points you need to run it out before you can consider it functionally equivalent to a specific rational number.
How did this turn into a discussion of whether there was or ought to be pie at an office party?
If I don’t get peach cobbler, I don’t attend office functions.
I’m afraid you’ve confused the result of a mathematical “function” with the result of an office function.
In a mathematical function, every element on one side exactly offsets an element on the other side.
In an office function, some idiot lets their guard down, says or does something stupid, and gets everyone in trouble.
It’s like the difference between pi and pie – it’s exponential 
Just a heads up, mods are going on a rampage again. If you got dirty words in your post, better edit them now, or they may be gone tomorrow.
I think the euphemism is “putting your wiener in the cheese.” The wiener is a euphemism for a man’s ding dong, you know his Johnson, his willy, wing wang, din-a-ling, one eyed willy, spectacularaurus wrecks. I don’t know what the cheese represents.
When I was a kid my mother cut up wieners and put them in my macaroni and cheese, but she never used the term “cheesy wiener pie.” Where did that phrase come from?
Sheldon Cooper’s favorite food is spaghetti with slices of hot dogs mixed into it. His mother used to make it for him.
Okay, I don’t have a problem with the current discussion, but can we call them hot dogs, or frankfurters, not wieners? We don’t want to tick off the mod who shall remain nameless.
This discussion has gone to the dogs.
Wieners, heh heh.
I just LOVE wieners. In or out of a bun, with mustard or ketchup, plus grilled onions or sauerkraut. Ah, wieners!
That’s a good one, but this is probably my favorite New Yorker cover: http://i.huffpost.com/gen/1265842/original.jpg
So Anthony Weiner walks out of a bar with a key in his hand stumbling back and forth. A cop on the beat sees him and approaches, “Can I help you, Sir?”
“Yessh! Ssssomebody ssstole my carrr”, slurred the disgraced former Congressman.
The cop asks, “Where was your car the last time you saw it?”
“It wasss on the end of thisshh key.”
Then the cop looks down and saw Weiner’s - um- wiener hanging out for all the world to see. He asked, “Sir are you aware that you are exposing yourself?”
Momentarily confused, Weiner looks down at his wiener, and blurts out…
“F*ck! My girlfriend’s gone, too!!”
The story goes that Grover Cleveland got along a lot better with the House than with the Senate when he was President (non-consecutively, you know). One night his wife woke him up, frightened, and said, “Grover, I think there’s a burglar in the house!”
Cleveland sleepily replied, “Hmm, in the Senate, maybe, my dear, but not in the House…”
Anyone have a more recent political joke?