Humor at Work

By June Donohue
Posted 7/19/19

Since my husband Jim retired before I did, he would often have dinner ready when I got home from work. A male chauvinist sat in front of me at the office, and one day he said, “There’s …

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Since my husband Jim retired before I did, he would often have dinner ready when I got home from work. A male chauvinist sat in front of me at the office, and one day he said, “There’s one thing I insist on, and that is that my wife have dinner on the table when I get home from work.” I thought he would drop his teeth when I replied, “Frank, I’m the same way.”
I’d often go for a walk on my lunch hour, and one day I said to the head of the shipping department, “I get so annoyed when I’m walking along and a guy will lean out of his car and whistle, but then when he is stopped at a light and I try to get in the car, he pulls away.” I wouldn’t have traded the look of shock on Dick’s face before the dawn, for anything.
When my daughter went to work for my son, who has his own business, she asked if he had a dental plan. He said yes, it was to brush and floss twice a day. They had an office cat who had the run of the place, but when he hired a computer operator who was allergic to cats it created a problem. “We’ll have to keep him outside,” the secretary said. The office manager thought for a moment and replied, “But how can he operate the computer from out there?”
My husband’s friend, Richie, was returning home after working the night shift, when he came upon an accident. A chicken truck had turned over on its side and there were live chickens all over the turnpike. Richie did the logical thing and put one of those chickens in his trunk.
When he arrived home, his wife, Alice, was asleep, so he put the chicken in the stall shower and went to sleep. Later Alice got up to go to the bathroom, and when the chicken started flying around behind the frosted glass, it caused another accident when Alice stood up and wet her pajamas.
She went screaming into the bedroom and told Richie that something had gotten into their shower. Richie said, “Don’t worry Alice, it’s only a chicken” and he rolled over to go back to sleep.

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