So I get this call...
 

and a lady in the building is reporting a problem with the light fixture over her desk. "One of the three lamps in the fixture is flickering and it's quite distracting."

I tell her "I'll call the electrician. If they can have someone out to swap out the ballast today...it'll be all set. If they can't get here until Monday, I'll come up and disable the lamp so it doesn't drive you crazy."

"Thank you."


The electrician does call back, and he can't get here before they leave so it makes no sense to pay overtime when he can come on Monday morning to take care of it. It's all set.

I grab a step-stool and make my way up to her cubicle. She see's me approach and says "Are you here to fix my light?" and I reply.....













"No, I'm dropping off a stool sample." :dizzy: :grin: :wobble: :spank:

Here's your sign... :p

*snorts* again

Lilith took my line.



Lilith, you snort stealer! :dizzy:


WildIrish, you reminded me of my dearly departed father's favorite favorite joke.



















Oh, you want me to tell you? Maybe later. LMAO
(I'm late for dinner) *fast exit, stage left*

ROLF....WI...you make life so fun!

adds her *snort* to the chorus

I'm betting *she* was one of my co-workers hehehehehe

Stool sample? One leg or two? :dizzy:

Nevermind. :(