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    May 07

    Darth Vader and cellphones

     
    February 15

    For all managers, when workers come asking for raise

    Thanks to Linda for this one

     

    After 2 years of selfless service, a man realized that he has not been promoted, no transfer, no salary increase no commendation and that the Company is not doing any thing about it.

     So he decided to walk up to his HR Manager one morning and after  exchanging greetings, he told his HR Manager his observation.

     The boss looked at him, laughed and asked him to sit down saying; My friend, you have not worked here for even one day.

     The man was surprised to hear this, but the manager went on to explain.


    Manager:- How many days are there in a year?

     Man:- 365 days and some times 366

     Manager:- how many hours make up a day?

     Man:- 24 hours

     Manager:- How long do you work in a day?

     Man:- 8am to 4pm. i.e. 8 hours a day.

     Manager:- So, what fraction of the day do you work in hours?

     Man:- (He did some arithmetic and said 8/24 hours i.e. 1/3(one third)

     Manager:- That is nice of you! What is one-third of 366 days?

     Man:- 122 (1/3x366 = 122 in days)

     Manager:- Do you come to work on weekends?

     Man:- No sir

     Manager:- How many days are there in a year that are weekends?

     Man:- 52 Saturdays and 52 Sundays equals to 104 days

     Manager:- Thanks for that. If you remove 104 days from 122 days, how many days do you now have?

    Man:- 18 days.

    Manager:- OK! I do give you 2 weeks sick leave every year. Now remove that14 days from the 18 days left. How many days do you have remaining?

    Man:- 4 days

    Manager:- Do you work on New Year day?

     Man:- No sir!

     Manager:- Do you come to work on workers day?

     Man:- No sir!

     Manager:- So how many days are left?

     Man:- 2 days sir!

     Manager:-Do you come to work on the (National holiday )?

     Man:- No sir!

     Manager:- So how many days are left?

     Man:- 1 day sir!

     Manager:- Do you work on Christmas day?

     Man:- No sir!

     Manager:- So how many days are left?

     Man:- None sir!

     Manager:- So, what are you claiming?

     Man:- I have understood, Sir. I did not realise that I was stealing company's money all these days.

     

    February 14

    Murphy's Love Laws

    Happy Valentine's Day to everybody, so to celebrate it, here are today's law:
     
       * All the good ones are taken.
       * If the person isn't taken, there's a reason.
       * The nicer someone is, the farther away (s)he is from you.
       * Brains x Beauty x Availability = Constant. 
    This constant is always zero. 
       * The amount of love someone feels for you is inversely proportional to how much you love them.
       * Money can't buy love, but it sure gets you a great bargaining position.
       * The best things in the world are free --- and worth every penny of it.
       * Every kind action has a not-so-kind reaction.
       * Nice guys (girls) finish last.
       * The good ones die first.  
       * If it seems too good to be true, it probably is.
       * Availability is a function of time. The minute you get interested is the minute they find someone else.
       * The more beautiful the woman is who loves you, the easier it is to leave her with no hard feelings.
       * Nothing improves with age.
       * No matter how many times you've had it, if it's offered take it, because it'll never be quite the same again.
       * Sex has no calories.
       * Sex takes up the least amount of time and causes the most amount of trouble.
       * There is no remedy for sex but more sex.
       * Sex appeal is 50% what you've got and 50% what people think you've got.
       * No sex with anyone in the same office.
       * Sex is like snow; you never know how many inches you are going to get or how long it is going to last.
       * A man in the house is worth two in the street.
       * If you get them by the balls, their hearts and minds will follow.
       * Virginity can be cured.
       * When a man's wife learns to understand him, she usually stops listening to him.
       * Never sleep with anyone crazier than yourself.
       * The qualities that most attract a woman to a man are usually the same ones she can't stand years later.
       * Sex is dirty only if it's done right.
       * It is always the wrong time of month.
       * The best way to hold a man is in your arms.
       * When the lights are out, all women are beautiful.
       * Sex is hereditary. If your parents never had it, chances are you won't either.
       * Sow your wild oats on Saturday night -- Then on Sunday pray for crop failure.
       * The game of love is never called off on account of darkness.
       * It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden.
       * Sex discriminates against the shy and the ugly.
       * Before you find your handsome prince, you've got to kiss a lot of frogs.
       * There may be some things better than sex, and some things worse than sex. But there is nothing exactly like it.
       * Love your neighbor, but don't get caught.
       * Love is a hole in the heart.
       * If the effort that went in research on the female bosom had gone into our space program, we would now be running hot-dog stands on the moon.
       * Love is a matter of chemistry, sex is a matter of physics.
    January 27

    Bad news letter

    A father passing by his teenage daughter's
    bedroom was astonished to see the bed was
    nicely made and everything was neat and tidy.
    Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently
    on the centre of the pillow. It was
    addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he
    opened the envelope and read the letter with
    trembling hands.......

    Dear Dad,

    It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing
    you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my
    new boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a
    scene with Mom and you. I've been finding real
    happiness with Randy and he
    is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll
    like him too - even with all his piercing, tattoos,
    and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the this
    happiness Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that
    he wants me to have the kid
    and that we can be very happy together. Even
    though Randy is much older than me (anyway, 42
    isn't so old these days, is it?), and has no money,
    really these things shouldn't stand in the way of
    our relationship, don't you agree?

    Randy has a great CD collection; he already owns
    a trailer in the woods and
    has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's
    true he has other girlfriends as well but I know he'll
    be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to have
    many more children with me and that's now one of
    my dreams too.

    Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt
    anyone and he'll be
    growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends
    for all the cocaine we want. In the meantime, we'll
    pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so
    Randy can get better; he sure deserves it!!

    Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know
    how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll
    be back to visit so you can get to know your
    grandchildren.

    Your loving daughter,
    Rosie.


    At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO".
    Hands still trembling, and slight pain in the chest
    her father turned the sheet, and read:

    PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the
    neighbour's house. I just wanted to remind you that
    there are worse things in life than my report card
    that's in my desk center drawer. Please sign it and
    call when it is safe for me to come home. I love
    you!
    December 20

    Perfect Husband

    Several men are in the locker room of a golf club.
    A cell phone on a bench rings and a man engages the hands free speaker-function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.
     
    man: "Hello"
    woman: "Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"
    man: "Yes"
    woman: "I am at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $1,000 Is it OK if I buy it?"
    man: "Sure, .go ahead if you like it that much."
    woman: "I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2005 models. I saw one I really liked."
    man: "How much?"
    woman: "$60,000"
    man: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."
    woman: "Great! Oh, and one more thing .... The house we wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $950,000"
    man: "Well, then go ahead and give them an offer, but just offer 900,000."
    woman: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you!"
    man: "Bye, I love you, too."

    The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are looking at him in astonishment.

    Then he asks: "Anyone know who this phone belongs to?"

    August 30

    Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus

    Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix:

    The professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right.

    As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me.

    The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

    The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary.

    THE STORY:
    (first paragraph by Rebecca)
    At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.
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    (second paragraph by Gary)
    Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the crack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic Communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
    -----------------------------------------
    (Rebecca)
    He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
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    (Gary)
    Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporize poor, stupid Laurie.
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    (Rebecca)
    This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.
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    (Gary)
    Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F...KING TEA???
    Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"
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    (Rebecca)
    Asshole.
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    (Gary)
    Bitch
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    (Rebecca)
    F__K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!
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    (Gary)
    Go drink some tea - whore.
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    (TEACHER)
    A+ - I really liked this one.
    Val

    April 15

    Religious Humor

    Taoism: Shit happens
    Hinduism: This shit happened before
    Confucianism: Confucius say: Shit happens
    Buddhism: It is only an illusion of shit happening
    Zen: What is the sound of shit happening?
    Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah
    Jehovah's Witnesses: Knock, knock: 'Shit happens.'
    Atheism: There is no such thing as shit
    Agnosticism: Maybe shit happens, and maybe it doesn't
    Protestantism: If shit happenes, I deserve it
    Catholicism: Shit won't happen if I work harder
    Judaism: Why does shit always happen to me?
    Televangelism: Send money or shit will happen to you
    Rastafarian: Smoke that shit
    Orthodoxism: Hoooooleeeeyyyyy Shit