monster sarcasm rally

(contains short works of neurotica and general abuses of sarcasm)

1.2.05

A sensitive issue

I like New Chick. She's nice. She's friendly. We work well as a team. But there's a problem. I don't quite know how to broach it.

Her feet stink.

She comes in at noon. The first thing she does is change from her runners to her dress shoes. It takes hours for the offensive odour to dissipate.

I still feel puky. I think it was the Chinese food last night, but this sure as hell ain't helpin'.

|| this is the word of the sarcastrix @ 12:20

everybody's 2¢ worth:

at 00:55

Burninghair said...
Maybe... if you wish really hard, a magical shoe elf could mysteriously place some odor eaters in the top draw of her desk...

Plug your nose, spin around 3 times and chant...
"Oh magical mystical elf king of the feet cover uppers, save us from the stinky footed chick." And leave an offering of cheese and a small glass of o.j. by your shoes before you go to bed.

at 09:06