And now there are two
I'm jonesin' for some twisted steel, and I've got it bad.
I have sat at nine desks in 19 years since entering the workforce... eight of which had been someone else's first. Today is the first time I've ever had to order a box of these.
EVER.
I'm down to the last two, now, and they're an unmatched set. One "normal" paperclip, and one small blue one. [I hate those. They're not real paperclips. They're for people who have "Hang in there, baby." posters and unicorn mugs. I hate those even more!]
Here's the point: I've always been on the receiving end of those little metal nuisances sent via interoffice mail by nameless, faceless others. They poured in from everywhere, overrunning everything in sight. It was an embarassment of riches. Until now...
Now there are two... The office supply order doesn't come in 'til Tuesday... and I've got THREE MEMOS to get out!!! Wait! I think I spotted one in the hallway near the elevator! And there are two more in that paperclip holder thingy on the copier. [Is it hot in here???] Wait, Julie's out today. She wont miss a couple. I'll just score a few to get me through. Hahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! But it's not like I've got a problem or anything.
Come Tuesday, everything will be fine. It's just one little nickel box. I can handle it. Yeah, sure I can. I can switch to a stapler, or scotch tape. I can quit any time I want to...

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