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::Seeing Signs Like Ace of Base::

So as I go throughout my workday...walking around the office, picking up little bits of gossip, flirting with the cute young interns, stealing peoples snacks out the fridge (no name can't claim) I started seeing all these signs posted around. Most of them were the usual "Emergency Family Leave" laws, and the often used "If you tinkle when you sprinkle please be neat and wipe the seat." Nothing really out of the oridinary.

Until last week. I don't know if there was a sudden change in universal planet alignments, or just my extreme boredem made me venture out into new rooms in this office, but all of these hilarious signs began going up around me.

I'll put up just a few of my personal favorites. It's the little things in life that keep you going folks. Enjoy the small gifts.

"Notice" (found taped on the door of someone's office.)


However...having said weapons, guns or knives are perfectly acceptable before/after being in the office. Very smart.


Rodent Station: Because mice need a place to refuel and recharge too.


"We Test": Just in case you are illiterate. Or don't speak English. (Either which is perfectly fine...as long as you aren't "smokin the reefer") We've provided pictures.
I just want to know what kind of "google image search" words were used to get these graphics. I can just imagine someone in corporate trying to find the appropriate pic for "crack head."




Finally...What you see here, stays here. Just like Vegas. And just like Vegas, please be wary of Herpes...which lasts a lifetime. Also use toilet seat covers, and don't *actually* sleep with any of those underage warehouse workers. Or else, this place will haunt you forever. Muahahahhahah (that was my evil supervillian laugh)


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  1. Big LJuly 23, 2009 at 5:42 PM

    Wow, I can't believe all of those signs are in your workplace.

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