Friday, January 19, 2007

IT COULD BE WORSE

Otis is always telling me this when I start grumping about some problem too much. That is all fine and dandy, but to be honest it don't make me feel any better.

Actually it sort of pisses me off. Why should I care if things could be worse when I got to cope with the way they are now?

Of course you know the thing is with my buddy Otis, he doesn't always look at it that way when he is grumping. Nope then it is more like if I say it could be worse he kind of looks at me with one of his "shut your mouth" stares.

Only he doesn't actually get around to saying shut up. Just kind of makes you know that it is what he is thinking.

I don't even mind that part so much. What I get kind of bored about is not being able to always think how it could be worse.

I do try, believe me, but I just don't quite have the hang of it. Like the other day when Otis was stuck filling out all these reports for Dr. Hemoglobin.

It seems at times like Otis is always filling out some kind of reports. Most of the time he don't seem to mind doing the reports.

However when it comes to the ones where he has to explain junk like our expense reports and receipts he really gets grumpy. I guess I can't blame him.

It can be awful hard work doing something like explaining how the receipt you turned in for parking has the name of a donut shop on it. Or the one he turned in that he said was for paying this toll on a toll road and it had the name of this movie theater on it.

He just never seems to enjoy messing with those types of reports. So I thought I would try to cheer him up. So I told him it could be worse.

Naturally, he asked how. So I said at least he didn't have to explain those receipts I had turned in for supplies that had the name of a candy store on them. I suppose it might have been a good thing if I had checked with him before I put them on a expense account. But I kind of forgot.

Anyway, it sure didn't make him feel better to tell him how that would be worse. Plus is didn't help things when Dr. Hemoglobin called a few minutes later about those candy store receipts.

I'm not sure what Dr. Hemoglobin was saying, but Otis's face sure got red and he stammered a lot. Well, I guess I will have to wait for a little while to try and find out from Otis what our boss said. Right now, we kind of got stuck doing some extra work for free after that call from Dr. Hemoglobin. Guess that probably falls under the worse part huh?

THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK: "Marriage makes people stupid. Otherwise you wouldn't have to be told, 'repeat after me,' you could just figure it out for yourself."

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