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Work (46 jokes)
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lol my boss just called me into his office and told me I’ve been spending too much time on stupid websites.
Hold on he’s saying something else now
Me: โHow do I say this meeting is a waste of my time I am not paid enough to deal with your bullshit?โ
Boss: โCan you provide me with a meeting agenda so I can ensure my presence adds value? I want to prioritize my schedule to support our most urgent needs.โ
Me: โHow do I say there is no way you are this fucking stupid?โ
Boss: โI think there was a disconnect, can you restate your definition of this concept so we can ensure thereโs no miscommunication?โ
Me: โHow do I say I am not your secretary?โ
Boss: โIโm going to redirect you to (name) for assistance on this particular task.โ
Me: โHow do I say I have a goddamn PhD do not patronize me?โ
Boss: โI appreciate the clarification, however I do have the subject matter expertise to manage this on my own.โ
Me: โHow do I say fight me?โ
Boss: (deep sigh) โI think we should discuss this offline.โ
Me: โHow do I say you fucked around now youโre finding out?โ
Boss: โI think youโll find that this outcome is in line with the predictions we made during the (date) meeting.โ
Me: “Squirting isn’t real, right? It’s just urine, right?”
Interviewer: “I meant any questions about the job”
My boss: โYou’re fired.โ
Me: turns in gun and badge
My boss: โYou’re a waiter where did you get thoseโ
One day the phone rang at an office and when the receptionist answered a man asked to speak to Mr. Dewey.
โI’m sorry, sir,โ the receptionist said. โMr. Dewey passed away yesterday.โ
โOh, is that right? Goodbye.โ
But everyday for the next two weeks the same man called back and the same exchange occurred.
Finally, the receptionist said, โSir, I have told you repeatedly that Mr. Dewey died, why do you keep calling and asking for him?โ
โOh,โ the man replied, โI just like to hear it.โ
[sending text]
me: we still on for today?
boss: yes, of course, its your job. why do you do this every morning?