Divisions and Precisions

So, I complained to the

So, I complained to the other competent person in my department about some bitching from one of the incompetent ones (the one who dresses like a hooker), and the following email conversation ensued, when she asked:

Her: "Shall I bring in a wheel of aged cheddar for the luncheon Monday?"
Me: "Yeah, cause we've already got plenty of whine."
Her: "But is it vintage or Boone's Farm?"
Me: "Vintage, cause it's gettin' old, girl."
Her: "But it's cheap too..."

I love my snarky coworkers.

Posted by Lisa at August 1, 2001 01:51 PM