I had a lot of fun the day that the boss stupidly locked his keys in his office.
He was flustered, didn't know what to do, his wife (who was the bookkeeper for the company) was 'down the shore' and unavailable to rescue him, and more importantly, the keys to the Beamer that he needed to be driving in the next five minutes to go to the meeting to close a deal were in the office. Same keyring that the sacred boss' office key was on.
I let him sweat for a while, then walked over to him.
I looked toward the far end of the office and pointed and shouted "Holy mother of god, do you see the size of the rat!"
And opened the door.
"You must have been too anxious about the meeting and didn't realize that the door was a little ajar. All you were doing was jiggling the doorknob. You must not have tried pushing. You better ask the landlord about an exterminator."
Last edited by wolf; 01-14-2005 at 09:23 PM.
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