dammit, jim
8 May 2002 12:16 amtoday they inspected our room for the traditional end-of-year thingy and, among other things, counted the windows.
guy #1: *sits on couch in living room*
guy #2: *goes into bedroom*
guy #1: what about windows? is there one?
[cim's brain: !!!!
...guy #2: one?! uh, no! it's gone!
...guy #1: gone? *fearing* but, but how?
...guy #2: dammit, jim, i'm a maintenance dude, not a brickmason!]
[what actually happened]
guy #2: yep, one.
cim: um, surely there couldn't be a different number of windows from the last time you inspected?
guy #1: *jolly* ah, but you mighta torn the screen or something!
cim: ... ... ...oh.
guy #1: *sits on couch in living room*
guy #2: *goes into bedroom*
guy #1: what about windows? is there one?
[cim's brain: !!!!
...guy #2: one?! uh, no! it's gone!
...guy #1: gone? *fearing* but, but how?
...guy #2: dammit, jim, i'm a maintenance dude, not a brickmason!]
[what actually happened]
guy #2: yep, one.
cim: um, surely there couldn't be a different number of windows from the last time you inspected?
guy #1: *jolly* ah, but you mighta torn the screen or something!
cim: ... ... ...oh.