Wednesday, April 23, 2008

clap happy for gift cards


I just got summoned to an impromptu meeting with a big wig, naturally I assume that we will be yelled at because of our dismal performance so far this week. In fact I was rewarded with a 25 dollar gift card for something I had almost nothing to do with over a month ago. Instant gratification is something we teach dogs...don't jump all over me trying to get the treat just sit, lay down and you get what you want, come when you are called and I will feed you. I've just been rewarded but the connection isn't coming through...I'm lost but clapping like a KALD for this token of their appreciation. I suddenly find myself more motivated then I have been in months to debt initiate someone with a credit worthy co-signer. I'm going to spend the next few hours coming up with a wish list of all the things I can now afford at Safeway grocery stores(the card did come with a few restrictions after all)

Go Make Me a Sandwich B*tch...


Lunch today was a refreshing stop at the local sandwich shop... Cube Monkey's were thoroughly disgusted by the POD War crap and had a much needed lunch with laughs. Somehow the convo went in the direction of how to respond to your woman when you are renting a RedBox movie and she say's, 'I think I want a shake'. We all had our opinion but the best was to ignore a suttle suggestion and go for "hey! what the hell? I thought you said you were going to the gym?"... As any one would clearly see, the next progression would be, "hey, wouldn't be cool if good looking' chicks made your sandwich instead of these skater douche bags?"
-We all agreed, it's a time tested formula that will work in any restaurant scenario that I can think of. We just needed that extra edge to make it really pop and we really weren't trying at all, it just came to us, we cube monkeys are effing GENIUS! Who wouldn't want to have beautiful women making sandwiches for you? Better yet we could run a promotion where while giving your order, you will get a dollar off the sandwich if you just say "hey, go make me a sandwich, b*tch". Holy crap...that really is a great idea! That really is completely effing genius, just think about it...how many times have you wanted to rudely boss someone around? Maybe its just us cube monkeys that have this desire for power but it works for the average marriage as well. I mean, jesus, your at home with your feet up, and your listening to a good show, and slowly your brain starts tuning into the hen call coming from the kitchen... "yap, yap, yahp, yahhhp, yahhhhhhp". You think, what command can I give, right now, that will benefit me immediately, and in 2 minutes? So there it is, a new sandwich shop where you can get a discount on your lunch if you just say, "hey! go make me a sandwich, b*tch!"