I told him I was going to do this.

Pay up, Anonymous Co-Worker!!!


Yeah, you anonymous co-worker...where's Jeremy's money? Wait....it's not me is it?


Maybe it is. So, to that anonymous co-worker out there who owes me money from lunch yesterday...you know who you are...fork over the dough.


What if some other co-worker isn't sure?


Today's Sametime Status is a blanket message to all of my co-workers that if you owe me money, now would be a time to pay it back. If you're a co-worker, and you're not sure if you're indebted to me or not...better to be safe than sorry, right?


I'm not even sure at this point if anybody should be doing this...but good luck with it.

The measurement systems...

I have always been intrigued by international things: the women, the pancakes, the Man of Mystery. Michael Scott; Dunder Mifflin


Ah, that nutty Michael Scott's at it again.


He certainly is...and tonight, loyal readers, is the night we've all been waiting for. Toby returns to Scranton!!!


Woohoo! Toby!


Let's celebrate the only way we know how...by watching bears playing hockey!!!

Sit...Stay

In a bit of Revisionist History, Ubu had to be put down after attacking the mailman.


This is horrifying. I will have no part in this.


We all know Ubu, the lovable Frisbee-playing scamp of a chocolate lab who popped up at the end of our favourite sitcoms in the 90s:


What you may not know is the more tragic tale of Ubu's puppyhood fame and subsequent downward spiral due to an alleged catnip addiction. The end came in an unfortunate series of events, as our hero was going through what one might describe as withdrawal symptoms, and the mailman was more ornery than usual...it was Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue Day. The ensuing scuffle cost the mailman the use of his left pinky, and poor Ubu his life.


I'll prepare the court papers...


Here's a fun bit of trivia. The voice you hear in the above video is in fact not Ubu.


Your use of the word "fact" is troubling.


The bark is actually supplied by famous voice-actor Phydeaux LeBlanc, a Golden Retriever from Quebec most renowned for his performance on that Christmas Barking Dogs CD you see on Infomercials around the holidays.

Today's post goes right down the pan...

Auto-Flushing Commodes. The Newest Advance in Sanitation Technology, or a Cutthroat Self-Fulfilling Business Prophecy? Discuss.


Clearly, having self-flushing facilities merely serves to increase the cleanliness. Sometimes there are inconsiderate people who don't take the half a second to flush and just leave by-products sitting around in an un-sanitary fashion. Having these things taken care of automatically can only serve to better the area.


From the business side, some company, let's call it "Sanicorp" created the auto-flushing mechanism, and installed it in a handful of facilities. Yes, the sanitation level went up a bit, but it also brings out the laziness in people. In typical fashion, people get a sense of entitlement, and now grow to expect the john to be flushed for them and get into the habit of just walking away and leaving the cleaning up to science. At this point, the facilities with the auto-flushers maintain an expected level of cleanliness, while the ones without begin to suffer, as the following chart clearly shows:


Where did you get that data?


What's important to note is that facilities owners will see this same data and come to the inescapable conclusion that the only way to properly maintain clean facilities is to install the auto-flushing mechanism, forcing them to purchase more of "Sanicorp's" product.

For the record, I didn't hear any honking

Stupid Bumper Sticker of the Day: Honk If You’ve Got A Badonk-A-Donk


That's pretty bad...why would anyone have that?


Apparently, they only like to hear people honking if they have large butts. I wish I had an explanation for this, but a relationship between rear end size and driving ability completely escapes me.


You can see the road better if you're sitting higher...


It's probably not a coincidence that this Mensa-level sticker was on the same bumper as a New York Yankees sticker.

Home used to be where you hung your hat, but nobody hangs hats anymore.

I just don't want my employees thinking their jobs depend on performance. I mean, what kind of place is that to call home? Michael Scott; Dunder Mifflin


Alright! Office tonight! When is Toby coming back?


I'm not sure, but I hope it's soon. Now that Holly's been transferred, our friends don't have an HR rep anymore.


So about yesterday's thing?


I've decided to hold the game over until tomorrow to let people come up with a few more words. People should have the opportunity to catch Lightning in a bottle and provide everyone else with Glimpses into their brilliance. So keep thinking of those words and keep the emails, Blag comments and IM's Pouring in!

In the meantime...here's something cool and nerdy:

Interactive Status!

If A=1, B=2, C=3...Z=26, spell out a word that equals 100.


There are hundreds of them.


That's what makes today's Sametime Status so much fun! You can sit there as you go through your day and come up with new ideas and post them here. Amaze your friends...or random strangers on the Interwebs, as the case may be. The person who comes up with the most words wins the satisfaction of knowing you did your best.


You certainly do your best to come up with great prizes.


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