I was at work the other day walking into the bathroom because that's honestly where I spend 80% of my work day which may or may not be correct since percentages really aren't my strong suit..
...when I noticed this:
*blink
Why?!
Why do I need to Xpect First Aid?!
What's going to happen to me?
Is there danger near?!
Are there enemies lurking nearby?!
Really really sharp desk corners?!
*looks around carefully*
Ninjas?
I DIDN'T SIGN ON FOR THIS.
Fuck this bullshit.
I'm outta here.
Friday, December 03, 2010
Where Injuries are a Job Requirement
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We have this exact same First Aid box in my office. Unfortunately, the only thing I've come to "Xpect" from it is some douchebag to have taken all of the ibuprofen when I'm hungover. Oh, and monitor wipes. (Why?)
LMAO - that would make me VERY paranoid about security.
You should replace all the band aids and guaze with Condoms.
Can it even be called "First" aid if you're already expecting it?
Seems like that would be assumed aid, or second aid following prevention.
My brain hurts.
I could really use a t-shirt with that sign on it.
I think that emergency kit is threatening to impregnate you.
I Xpect we don't need that where I work...the ER is one floor up
Great. I just got a blister hanging Christmas lights in my cube.
I KNEW working was dangerous.
Well..not sure that actually counts as working, but my cube looks really really festive.
We have Cintas too and I Xpect that the drugs will go quickly by the dude that is addicted to pain killers.
As always, you crack me up!
They took ours away, but not before stripping it, slowly, for months, first of the Ibuprofen, then of the heartburn medicines. Apparently they were afraid someone would become ill on something and sue.
Twits.
Pearl
It depends on how hard you push out the poo
Perhaps you've perfected time travel and are messing with your own head! Sounds like something you'd do!
This is only partly relevant: at my friend's apartment, the only things he has in his first aid kit are one bandaid from 1997, a blade from a scalpel, and a bag of weed.
I am not even kidding.
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