I got enough friends…

I had to work today to test our disaster recovery process.

On Friday, my two co-workers and I were discussing the process. To put faces to the co-workers, refer to the last blog entry. As stated before, I’m the guy in blue.

“Who’s going to let us in the building?” I asked. (The recovery center is off-site for obvious reasons).

“They got a guy coming in to let us in,” answered Boombox.

“We don’t have to fucking talk to him, do we?” I asked.

“What difference does it make?” Boombox said.

I said, “Cause I don’t want anymore friends. I got enough friends.”

“You don’t have any friends,” said White Shirt.

“Exactly,” I replied. “And that’s too damn many.”

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Lesley

I’m writing a comment because I felt sorry for this blog, having ZERO comments and all. Like the poor blog had no friends. Kind of like you.

“No friends” is a good thing in Bizarro World. I forgot.

Stewie

THAT BETTER NOT BE A FUCKING PITY POST. >:-|

Freak Magnet

I thought I was one of two friends you have. I guess I’m not. My feelings are hurt.

Oh, wait. I don’t have any.

Rock on, brother!

Lesley

It might be a pity post. I forgot you prefer teh pity cyber sex instead.

nOrMaN

you know… i keep coming back to this post trying to think of something ‘witty’ to write.. but I keep thinking ‘…nah…’

So I’m not posting this… ok? Because you have no friends… so this isn’t a post. OK?

Stewie

I love you all.

Ace

We love you, too?

Lesley

Does this mean we have to hug you?

Stewie

You guys can go to hell if you think I’m hugging any of yous.

Yes.

I said “yous.”

Lesley

So once we’re in hell, then we get the hug? Grabass too?