Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Its not my fault you can't find your salt shaker Jimmy...

-----Original Message-----
From: Stacey
Sent: Tuesday, February 05, 2013
To:  Kevin
Subject: Day 2

Dear Kevin,

It's been 2 (business) days since I was at my comfy chair in our old office. I now sit in a chair covered in dust. I don't mind. What I do mind, is the gentleman sitting next to me who finds it his duty to deliver music to the entire code. Normally I wouldn't mind this. Yesterday he set it to a Sirius rock station. A solid choice for shop-work atmosphere if you ask me. Today, however, he was feeling a little bit funky and put on the Jimmy Buffett Station... and I'm about to go crazy. While I love the "island lifestyle"... I'm pretty sure Jimmy could have summed it up perfectly in one song and called it day. But no, little Jimmy decided to keep singing for his whole damn life about the same damn thing and this guy next to me, well he is just loving it. Kevin, its been almost 5 hours of Jimmy Buffett.

Oh no, I can't even make this up. As I write to you, its switched over to the Beach Boys.... ugh...

I'm going to go find a 2x4 and hit myself in the head with it.

Talk to you soon...

Your old podmate (who would never make you suffer thru Jimmy Buffett stations),

PS. Do you know how many versions of Margaritaville there are? Answer: More than humanly imaginable... and Sirius has them ALL.

-----Original Message-----
From:  Kevin
Sent: Tuesday, February 05, 2013

To: Stacey
Subject: RE: Day 2

This just made my day.  Laughed my ass off.  You never knew you had it so good.  If you decide to start fighting back, you could always start cracking your knuckles really loud and cut your finger nails with an occasional one heading his way.  Other than that Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play? 

Cheers, Kevin 


In case you're wondering... Day 3 of my rotation was also filled Jimmy Buffett and sernades to cheeseburgers.... there seems to be no end in sight.

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