Saturday, October 14, 2006


it's gonna be "joke time" for -- i don't know... forever?

well, i'm into some kind of transition with my work. soon, i'll be sailing uncharted territory.

not that i'm scared but next week, i'll be doing a different kind of job... and so is val. the "one" up there decided to swap our jobs for two months... we'll see who among us will quit over this cos i'm sure it ain't gonna be me. in fact, i would love to take on val's job forever.

though my job don't necessarily suck, it's packed with problems. through the years though, i have learned to suck it up, roll with it and bottle up my emotions with whatever difficulties i encountered along the way.

for my "violations," i was asked to reply to the "know it all" department why i committed such infractions over and over again. and so in my reply was, well, it came out as a sort of dare for them because apparently, they were comparing my work with val's, which i strongly disagree with.

so there. we swap places... for two months? can they make it forever? i don't necessarily like val's job but it's the perks that he gets that i'm itching to get a piece of. i hope val's cut out for my job cos he's gonna be playing a whole new ball game here.

and yeah, i'd love to see whose gonna win/quit in this game you guys up there are playing... bring it on, baby... fire away!

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here's your daily dose....

A small tourist hotel was all abuzz about an afternoon wedding where the groom was 95 and the bride was 23.
The groom looked pretty feeble and the feeling was that the wedding night might kill him, because his bride was a healthy, vivacious young woman.
But lo and behold, the next morning, the bride came down the main staircase slowly, step by step, hanging onto the banister for dear life.
She finally managed to get to the counter of the little shop in the hotel.
The clerk looked really concerned, "Whatever happened to you, honey? You look like you've been wrestling an alligator!"
The bride groaned, hung on to the counter and managed to speak,
"Oh God! He told me he'd been saving up for 75 years and I thought he meant his money!"

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