As I stated a while ago, with my rant on No, it still did not sink in and I am still constantly sending crap to the garbage bin. That would be the email one or the paper one, for I have said no a ton and I now just let their yaps run. Whether rain or sun.
But they are coming out of the wood work, as around me they seem to lurk. Just look at this stupid conversation. I think their head needs an examination. Let's call this person Flappy, as her lips went a mile a minute making her quite yappy. But her brain seemed kind of slow or it long ago went straight out the window.
"Do you have a place to store this?"
"It be easier if you had a place to store this."
"Well we don't."
"The last place we were at had a place to store this."
"Yeah that's nice."
"There's no office, cupboard or anywhere else to store this?"
"Nope. No attic either."
She became quite surprised Pat was being snippy, never thinking he would get lippy. Waited a few seconds more and once again took the tour.
"So you have no place to store this?"
Was I talking in German or something? Did the phone ring? There was no rhyming, was it my timing? This went on for a good ten minutes or more, as Pat went and did the usual nightly office tour. She just would not stop flapping. Her mouth constantly yapping. I pity the fool married to her. I hope his ears are clogged with fur.
You think if you ask a million times the answer will magically change? The whole place will magically rearrange and there will be a closet just for you, to help your stupid pyramid selling crew? On my lips all I could find was pound sand, but knew that would not go over grand. So I bit my tongue and let Flappy go, still yapping to her usual storage flow. Oh and yes Flappy is real, not some character type deal, which makes it that much worse. Maybe someone will steal the strap off her purse and tie her yap shut. Then she would jsut be a mumbling nut.
I guess some simply can't get the Face it Facts or are too brainless to consider their repeat questioning acts. Flappy just likes to flap in mass and the flappy lass is full of gas, more than could ever come out my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.