I Don’t Care You Went To Miami

22 Feb

There’s a girl in our shop who just got back from a client visit in Miami. She’s never traveled for work apparently because all she can do this morning is talk about taking her client out to dinner (probably to Red Lobster) and the hotel in which she stayed (the ultra-luxe Courtyard). Now I hear her down the hall telling everyone about the turbulent flight she had this morning. I don’t think it was turbulent. I think the person next to her probably made her uncomfortable by requesting a seat change because a) she told them her entire life story before take off and b) her extra voluptuous ass spilled over onto their seat while she explained, “I’m big boned.”

4 Responses to “I Don’t Care You Went To Miami”

  1. jd February 22, 2008 at 12:39 pm #

    You anecdotes keep me in stitches and make me realize I’m glad to have my own start-up agency (complete with clients who don’t think the Internets has a chance of catching on).

    Love it.

  2. Big Boned Voluptuous Ass Down the Hall February 22, 2008 at 2:34 pm #

    I’m gonna kick your ass, you skinny little drunken bitch!

    Better not show your face in the ladie’s room. I will squash you like a bug. Gonna get all turbulent on you, slut.

    Oh, and how does your Red Bull taste this afternoon?


  3. QBTerror February 25, 2008 at 1:51 pm #

    Things get serious on this blog huh?
    I’ve come to the realization that you are on drugs too often, and drink too often. So there. I don’t want to work for you anymore.

    but i still think you are funny. Maybe if I did work for you, you would stop this mayhem and actually enjoy it for a bit.

    Funny though.
    the blog.

  4. Ad Broad March 2, 2008 at 2:20 pm #

    Hilarious, Tart. Are the comments real? If so–what big cojones you have to post in an outed environment. (But better not go to the ladies.)

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