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Ask Billabong.

I was told that today was casual moving day, so I wore jeans and a t-shirt. Nevermind that moving day commences every six weeks or so in the state. I was mid box-dragging down the interstate when someone suddenly, desperately required a staple or whatever.

"I don't know. Ask Billabong," I heard my boss say as he motioned toward me. I looked down at my shirt. Yes it read "Billabong," but it was barely legible and only in my possession because it was fuchsia in nature, and only plastered across my boobs because it was goddamn casual moving day.

Was that some sort of snide remark? I wondered as I threw a handful of staples at some incompetent bastard. Yes, I decided, it was. As I resumed hauling 50-plus years of printed out emails to the next building over, I decided I'd wear my high-flying executive suit and stilettos tomorrow to do this. Yes, that seemed logical.



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Mar. 14th, 2007 01:42 am (UTC)
that's absurd!
... the internet hasn't been out for 50 years.
Mar. 14th, 2007 11:45 pm (UTC)
post the damn link to your radio show already!
Mar. 14th, 2007 01:55 am (UTC)
and then when you wear your sharp stilletos and jetsetting suit, the same smarmy guy will come along and say "i dont know, ask jetsetter" so people will look for anyreason to be a bastard, hell iwth it and them.besides he was just pissed he cant look good like you!
Mar. 14th, 2007 11:46 pm (UTC)
billabong for life.
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