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[vicarz]

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Another reason I'm going to hell:
We have disabled people on contract to clean our building (hence government workers complaining about dirty bathrooms, trash cans, and hallways all the time). One fellow is hearing impaired, but has been trained to make audible noises in attempts to communicate orally to others. When he does, he emits loud high-pitched noises which closely resemble a rooster in shock. Another comparison would be the "monster" in Young Frankenstein.

This fellow is one of the people who (allegedly) cleans the bathrooms. Now, you have to knock on the opposite sex's bathroom before entering to ensure no one is there. He does, which is a little bizarre because of course if someone answers - he can't hear the response. But that's not why I'm going to hell.

I'm going to hell because every time he clucks like a chicken, I quietly respond "Puttin on the Ritz!"

Comments

[pictsy.livejournal.com]

Omg. I'm afraid I'm going with you.

[grymnir.livejournal.com]

but...is he dressed like Gary Cooper? Besides, you'd only *really* go to hell if you offered to light a cigar for him. With your eyes closed.

[transentient.livejournal.com]

that is fucking FUNNY!

[eac.livejournal.com]

I just can't muster the proper self righteous response here. I just can't help but laugh.

[blindtillnow.livejournal.com]

FUCK YOU!!!!!

I just laughed out loud in the middle of a concall!

-S

[cweaselle.livejournal.com]

I will tell you to think about people making fun of me when you want to say Putting on the Ritz. Those of us who are disabled tend to be used to people making fun of us.

Here in the assisted living many of the residents are either deaf or near deaf. They can't hear when someone knocks so when the med girls go in the residents say that they never knock. There is only one that doesn't knock on my door because she knows that many times they can't hear us through the door when they knock.

[pmhrh.livejournal.com]

I have your jacket. It was exactly where you had left it.
However, some asshat decided to use the same hanger, despite that fact it was already in use. So your jacket was inside his, until he was ready to leave and took his coat.
I can swing by your place later today and drop it off if you'd like.