You know the scenes in Searching for Bobby Fisher in the park, where there are these animated, low-down dirty drug usin’ chess players? They curse and gesticulate and use intimidation tactics while playing chess?
That’s what our break room is like during break time for the repair center.
I just saw a guy stand up, slam a knight from one position to the other, and yell “Damn! I got your ass on the run now!”
They also play dominoes with the same enthusiasm.
Have you ever seen actors come into a break room when there’s only one doughnut left?
Now, that’s scary.
That reminds me of a Dilbert strip where the team is instructed by a team-motivation coach to build a sundial out of a donut and pencil. Wally eats the donut, and they kill the coach and stick the pencil in his back. *teehee*
Yeah, stupid actors.
No offense to actors.
Stupid doughnuts!
No offense to actors.
Donuts should know better than to walk alone into a green room. Especially if the donut is wearing skin tight chocolate, or shear glaze, or looks like it has ingested a bit too much jelly.
Blaming the victim!