Nobody could explain the high turnover at the Pasadena branch until a visiting entymologist recognized the blockade as the web of the giant Amazonian "junk" spider, which disguises its trap with detritus. Unfortunately, the professor's work was published posthumously, as he underestimated just how well the spider had adapted to the urban environment.
Ah! Spent much of my day with an Amazonian junk spider. I believe his name was Dave. When I met him he said, "Hello, #14." I didn't know what he meant. I just ran. Then a beefy security guy named Godot threw me out. "Bureaucracy," I whined defiantly.
{Now that everyone's gone, can I say that it's been driving me crazy that I put the apostrophe in the wrong place in my comment. Of course, it should read The Pasadena Opticians' College... unless there is only one very lonely person enrolled.}
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The Pasadena Optician's College takes a unique approach to their quality assurance department ...
Bureaucracy
Oppositional defiance disorder strikes again.
Anyone for a game of kick the cartons?
This is a test, it is only a test, to see if you can and ARE reading the signs in front of you. It is only a test.
We do, however, encourage the proliferation of tape, crates, and trashcans.
The new store manager wanted to make a clear and dramatic entrance. Tripping over boxes would have ruined that!
Nobody could explain the high turnover at the Pasadena branch until a visiting entymologist recognized the blockade as the web of the giant Amazonian "junk" spider, which disguises its trap with detritus. Unfortunately, the professor's work was published posthumously, as he underestimated just how well the spider had adapted to the urban environment.
rules are made to be broken, just don't whine when you are caught.
How much more clear must I be! No. Means. No.
They waited for Godot as long as they could. Security threw them out.
talk about defiance.
"In his noble endeavour to prevent anybody from blocking the door, Dave killed thirteen people.
That said, he still won an award for his efforts."
But Tape, Crates, and Baskets are okay!
Ah! Spent much of my day with an Amazonian junk spider. I believe his name was Dave. When I met him he said, "Hello, #14." I didn't know what he meant. I just ran. Then a beefy security guy named Godot threw me out. "Bureaucracy," I whined defiantly.
Loool, this is really funny, Petrea.
Great stuff from everyone!!:>)
I love your summation, Petrea!
Superfun!
-Kim
{Now that everyone's gone, can I say that it's been driving me crazy that I put the apostrophe in the wrong place in my comment. Of course, it should read The Pasadena Opticians' College... unless there is only one very lonely person enrolled.}
You are funny, Shell Sherree! What a burden to carry! But if it were me I'd have remembered, too, even though no one else did.
{Thanks, Petrea! I knew you'd understand. This is where my OCD traits show.}
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