mantras at work
May. 3rd, 2005 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thezWhen one is running back and forth through a coffee shop for eight hours, one's mind starts to go. Insanity kicks in, and conversation degenerates into crazy mantras. I'm sure it's happened to you before: someone makes a joke of some sort, your brain (in it's state of not-entirely-functional) can't quite let it go, and it's repeated on and on until every last ounce of funny is squeezed out of it. The other day, our mantras were...
Shake it!
Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it! UNH.
RIDE THE SNAKE! ::WHI-PAH!:: (That's supposed to be a whipping noise... anyone remember that sketch from SNL?)
And...
I'm going to slit your throat and fuck the wall!
According to one of my coworkers, the last one is from a Slipknot song. That's what he said. I took him at his word. (and then slit his throat and fucked the wall~!) No one used it when customers where in earshot.
I am happy that I only work for four hours tonight. Hooraj!
Shake it!
Don't break it!
It took your momma nine months to make it! UNH.
RIDE THE SNAKE! ::WHI-PAH!:: (That's supposed to be a whipping noise... anyone remember that sketch from SNL?)
And...
I'm going to slit your throat and fuck the wall!
According to one of my coworkers, the last one is from a Slipknot song. That's what he said. I took him at his word. (and then slit his throat and fucked the wall~!) No one used it when customers where in earshot.
I am happy that I only work for four hours tonight. Hooraj!