<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141</id><updated>2011-10-22T01:38:42.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Postcards from a Cubicle Dweller</title><subtitle type='html'>Sometimes Daily updates on the life of a cubicle dweller.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8246082297026554919</id><published>2011-05-03T14:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T14:59:21.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>external career opportunities</title><content type='html'>Bob [2:47 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i want to start my own business so bad after i graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [2:49 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  can i work for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob[2:49 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  since i don't plan on being a pimp, i doubt it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8246082297026554919?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8246082297026554919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8246082297026554919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8246082297026554919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8246082297026554919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2011/05/external-career-opportunities.html' title='external career opportunities'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5524906967146772261</id><published>2011-03-23T16:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:29:09.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ashley [2:45 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  but ashley and deb were when i got here and i just sat down and he comes running over to me w/ one and goes "here you go"&lt;br /&gt;  lol&lt;br /&gt;Bob [2:45 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [2:45 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i must give off the vibe im important lol&lt;br /&gt;Bob [2:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  or easy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5524906967146772261?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5524906967146772261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5524906967146772261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5524906967146772261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5524906967146772261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2011/03/ashley-245-pm-but-ashley-and-deb-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1285728972722401603</id><published>2011-03-07T13:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T13:07:22.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yup</title><content type='html'>Bob [1:06 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; - i think so too, its too many pages for a price increade&lt;br /&gt;-*increse&lt;br /&gt; - AHHHH&lt;br /&gt; -INCREASE&lt;br /&gt; - fail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1285728972722401603?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1285728972722401603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1285728972722401603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1285728972722401603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1285728972722401603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2011/03/yup.html' title='yup'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3782575673122890055</id><published>2011-01-21T13:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:31:54.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The town bathroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; [12:40 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i have to make a video talking about myself for the one class. holy awkward lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt; [12:40 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i could do that in a heartbeat... just pretend your auditioning for "the real world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; [12:40 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  lol, i'd make my real world tape much more interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt; [12:41 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  you should also drink beforehand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; [12:41 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i might. cuz the thought of sitting there staring into a webcam talking about myself creeps me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob &lt;/span&gt;[12:44 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  you have to do it live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley &lt;/span&gt;[12:45 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  no i have to record it&lt;br /&gt;  it'll probably be 30 seconds lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt; [12:49 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  " Hi I'm Ashley, im kinda of a whore, its a family tradition, nice to meet everyone!"&lt;br /&gt;  8 seconds flat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ashley &lt;/span&gt;[12:50 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  hahaha thats all they need to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;[12:51 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  " you can find my phone number in most guys bathroom stalls in the area"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; [12:51 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  is it in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt; [12:52 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  in thick sharpie!&lt;br /&gt;  lol&lt;br /&gt;  joking joking&lt;br /&gt;  i wrote it in fine point sharpie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley &lt;/span&gt;[12:52 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  haha that explains all the calls from unknown numbers ive been getting lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt; [12:52 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  it says " " for an average time, call..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley&lt;/span&gt; [12:52 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  LOLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ashley &lt;/span&gt;[12:52 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i dont know why i find that funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3782575673122890055?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3782575673122890055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3782575673122890055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3782575673122890055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3782575673122890055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2011/01/town-bathroom.html' title='The town bathroom'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6068102061379206422</id><published>2011-01-07T12:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T12:35:19.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>light coming thru the tunnel</title><content type='html'>Bob [12:25 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  -exactly&lt;br /&gt;  -jaja&lt;br /&gt;  -haha&lt;br /&gt;  -ugh&lt;br /&gt;  -whatever keyboard&lt;br /&gt; Ashley [12:25 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; - jaja LOL i like iot&lt;br /&gt;  -*it&lt;br /&gt; - oops lol&lt;br /&gt;Bob [12:25 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  -HAHA&lt;br /&gt; - This is a trainwreck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6068102061379206422?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6068102061379206422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6068102061379206422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6068102061379206422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6068102061379206422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2011/01/light-coming-thru-tunnel.html' title='light coming thru the tunnel'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7707199766070789196</id><published>2010-11-16T11:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T11:45:24.947-05:00</updated><title type='text'>like a car wash</title><content type='html'>Quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm  all done in 3 minutes and then i'm outta there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me how often i don't yell " THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID" here at work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7707199766070789196?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7707199766070789196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7707199766070789196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7707199766070789196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7707199766070789196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-car-wash.html' title='like a car wash'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-669270294105912799</id><published>2010-10-13T13:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:36:18.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When life imitates art.</title><content type='html'>One of my coworkers and i created a song parody substituting the new program we're forced to use.  Its both epic and sad. A complete reflection of working here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-669270294105912799?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/669270294105912799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=669270294105912799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/669270294105912799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/669270294105912799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-life-imitates-art.html' title='When life imitates art.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2066801339120832036</id><published>2010-10-13T13:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T13:28:46.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a distinct feeling of irony</title><content type='html'>Robert [1:21 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its the new Microsoft suite with A.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:21 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;What does A.I. stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:21 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  american idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert [1:22 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  please tell me youre joking&lt;br /&gt;  ......&lt;br /&gt;  .......&lt;br /&gt;  .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:22 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  lol....&lt;br /&gt;  maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Robert [1:22 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  dear god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:22 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  LOL what does AI stand for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert [1:22 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  A.rtificial I.ntellegence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:23 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  oh i think i knew that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert [1:23 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  i just don't even know what to say right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2066801339120832036?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2066801339120832036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2066801339120832036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2066801339120832036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2066801339120832036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/10/distinct-feeling-of-irony.html' title='a distinct feeling of irony'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9149255506581727327</id><published>2010-05-25T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:30:52.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And in this corner....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [12:05 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; at least SOMEONE cares that their order entry representative be fueled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Robert [12:06 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; hell, you dont do any of my orders, what do i care how fueled you are? :)&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [12:06 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; once again: 'eff you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert [12:07 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i respect you as a coworker to Ash.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [12:07 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i would respect you more if you used the correct form of to in that sentence&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Robert [12:08 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i would respect you more if you stopped whoring yourself out. I would call it a draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ashley [12:08 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; hahahahahahha wow!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9149255506581727327?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/9149255506581727327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=9149255506581727327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9149255506581727327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9149255506581727327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-in-this-corner.html' title='And in this corner....'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-86620506199814505</id><published>2010-04-02T13:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:54:09.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More: Real stories from Office Communicator</title><content type='html'>Ashley [1:05 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; apparently deb thinks im like the funniest person ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [1:05 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ashley [1:06 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; everytime im talking to hillary she giggles in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [1:15 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; that s wierd, cause i always thought you were super unfunny&lt;br /&gt; unless shes looking at you, then it makes sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:17 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; OUCCCCCCCCCHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [1:17 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:17 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; **fist pound**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [1:18 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; ah shucks, im just here givin it 110%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [1:19 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; if only you put as much effort into your work as you do into making fun of me you'd be a KAR in no time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob[1:19 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; hell, i'd be CEO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-86620506199814505?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/86620506199814505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=86620506199814505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/86620506199814505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/86620506199814505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-real-stories-from-office.html' title='More: Real stories from Office Communicator'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7404654759154682259</id><published>2010-03-09T12:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:19:25.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is of high importance:</title><content type='html'>This is an actual Office messanger conversation that just happened at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ashley [11:59 AM]:&lt;br /&gt; why is this of high importance now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bob [12:00 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i think i accudentally clicked something.... and.....&lt;br /&gt; youre dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ashley [12:00 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; oh crap&lt;br /&gt; i dont want this to be the last place i see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob[12:01 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i would have told you face to face, but i thought making an IM as high importance was pretty much the same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ashley [12:01 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; yeah it's just as good &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i think im gonna get called tomorrow for tomorrow...will i be dead by then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; are you being philosophical?&lt;br /&gt;Ashley [12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;whoops one too many tomorrows and no i dont mean called by the lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bob[12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ashley [12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; i mean by erie county&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bob [12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; same thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ashley [12:02 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob[12:03 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; um, no, youre goin to make it thru jury duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Ashley [12:03 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; oh, of course i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob [12:03 PM]:&lt;br /&gt; then pass away, because it will give you perspective that hell isnt so bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7404654759154682259?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7404654759154682259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7404654759154682259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7404654759154682259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7404654759154682259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-of-high-importance.html' title='This is of high importance:'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7330354678279421785</id><published>2010-01-11T13:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:35:54.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>s-t-r-e-s-s</title><content type='html'>The most stressful part of the workday isn't a new customer call, or meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its that half second when youre not sure if the bag/bar is going to fully fall from the vending machine after you select it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress is taking years off my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7330354678279421785?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7330354678279421785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7330354678279421785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7330354678279421785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7330354678279421785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2010/01/s-t-r-e-s-s.html' title='s-t-r-e-s-s'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3802721117635894913</id><published>2009-11-30T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:46:42.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GameShow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I was glad to have 4 days off, but i'm happy to be back at work"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is: Things i will never, ever say in my lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3802721117635894913?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9017673380387952183</id><published>2009-11-02T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:23:37.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Level Orange</title><content type='html'>"Terrorism"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is not the proper response when asked in a meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are some of the biggest threats for our business in the 4th quater?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9017673380387952183?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/9017673380387952183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=9017673380387952183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9017673380387952183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9017673380387952183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/11/level-orange.html' title='Level Orange'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5035521619969980068</id><published>2009-10-22T14:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:23:54.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Sweet Sounds</title><content type='html'>The only thing more beautiful than the sweet sounds of nothingness being whispered in your ear is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone chewing an apple while ordering from you on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5035521619969980068?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5035521619969980068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5035521619969980068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5035521619969980068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5035521619969980068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-sweet-sounds.html' title='Sweet Sweet Sounds'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2603703691003541387</id><published>2009-10-19T19:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:01:00.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm giving it %110</title><content type='html'>Was reheating the pasta that was left on the tables for 6 hours in the break room a good idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it still worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2603703691003541387?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2603703691003541387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2603703691003541387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2603703691003541387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2603703691003541387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-giving-it-110.html' title='i&apos;m giving it %110'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8356844167828328899</id><published>2009-10-14T20:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T20:19:48.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophecy from the lunch room</title><content type='html'>You know how i can tell that the economy is recovering? It's not by the stock market, or any sort of financial index.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when the vendors here at work start buying us lunches again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what my children? Go forth and spend, thy stomach be full,  the recession is over!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8356844167828328899?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8356844167828328899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8356844167828328899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8356844167828328899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8356844167828328899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/10/prophecy-from-lunch-room.html' title='Prophecy from the lunch room'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4051271686862004599</id><published>2009-07-19T01:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:44:39.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My five year plan</title><content type='html'>I took a very important half day last week, leaving at 1:30 in the afternoon. Doctors Appointment? No. Dentist? No. Car Mechanic? No. Getting my 4th Tattoo? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4051271686862004599?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4051271686862004599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4051271686862004599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4051271686862004599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4051271686862004599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-five-year-plan.html' title='My five year plan'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8209778226272278318</id><published>2009-07-19T01:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:43:06.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We all need goals</title><content type='html'>I am so ridiculously jealous of one of my coworkers. She has achieved the one thing that i am genuinley trying to achieve in my work experience: Retirement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8209778226272278318?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8209778226272278318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8209778226272278318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8209778226272278318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8209778226272278318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-all-need-goals.html' title='We all need goals'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4385455420664024261</id><published>2009-07-06T22:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:02:03.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Advice Column</title><content type='html'>Dear Sir,&lt;br /&gt;Telling me that a woman is like a flower that needs to be showered with compliments in order not to wilt is fine, but doing so after arguing with me about the cost of an already low office product puts your sincerity skills in serious peril.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4385455420664024261?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4385455420664024261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4385455420664024261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4385455420664024261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4385455420664024261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/07/office-advice-column.html' title='Office Advice Column'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8605212262398804787</id><published>2009-07-06T22:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:57:42.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironing</title><content type='html'>In case you were wondering. No, the irony did not escape me when i was running from the building to my car in a thunderstorm, and happened to be carrying a bottled water.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8605212262398804787?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8605212262398804787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8605212262398804787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8605212262398804787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8605212262398804787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/07/ironing.html' title='Ironing'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4096416123292413545</id><published>2009-05-21T22:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:12:08.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of my training was mind reading.</title><content type='html'>Guy on phone: I need a part for a machine&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok sir, what machine is that?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Well, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ..........&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point i wished i could have said:  Sir, unless a slap to the back of the head is help, no, i can't help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4096416123292413545?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4096416123292413545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4096416123292413545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4096416123292413545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4096416123292413545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-of-my-training-was-mind-reading.html' title='Part of my training was mind reading.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7454179903031709428</id><published>2009-05-21T22:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:08:07.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And by the grace of...</title><content type='html'>A guy on the phone yelled at me today, screaming (and i quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" YOU GUY'S ARE (__insert Company Name___), YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO KNOW EVERYTHING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which in my head i thought: Sir, we are neither God, nor Google, the best power i have is to hang up on you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7454179903031709428?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7454179903031709428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7454179903031709428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7454179903031709428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7454179903031709428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-by-grace-of.html' title='And by the grace of...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1498102771294244620</id><published>2009-05-21T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:04:53.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like shoots and ladders</title><content type='html'>So i received a promotion, and today was my first full day. As a reward, i got to stay 15 minutes past the end of my shift doing work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i think theres no going back....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1498102771294244620?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1498102771294244620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1498102771294244620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1498102771294244620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1498102771294244620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/05/like-shoots-and-ladders.html' title='Like shoots and ladders'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3039480001725566469</id><published>2009-05-17T00:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:53:48.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So i don't usually do this</title><content type='html'>This is not a Work related blog, this is just a quick blog to say THANK YOU to AsiaLife Magazine for directing thier readers to this sight. It is very, very appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we now return you to your regularly scheduled sarcasm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3039480001725566469?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3039480001725566469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3039480001725566469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3039480001725566469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3039480001725566469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-dont-usually-do-this.html' title='So i don&apos;t usually do this'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2357584283030679463</id><published>2009-04-23T14:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:59:54.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Neosporin anyone?</title><content type='html'>(Referring to her McFlurry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coworker: I'm just going to take this top off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I bet thats not the first time youve said that in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BURN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2357584283030679463?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2357584283030679463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2357584283030679463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2357584283030679463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2357584283030679463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/neosporin-anyone.html' title='Neosporin anyone?'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7549009456807050971</id><published>2009-04-22T18:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:06:28.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So THIS is irony</title><content type='html'>So today is earth day, and to celebrate at work, we had :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a book Fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love books and all, but you know, those pesky pages inside are made with, um, well... you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7549009456807050971?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7549009456807050971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7549009456807050971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7549009456807050971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7549009456807050971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-this-is-irony.html' title='So THIS is irony'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3015260990035324473</id><published>2009-04-15T12:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:53:11.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>opposite day.</title><content type='html'>A co worker of mine is going on a nice, sunny vacation next week, and has been complaining like crazy about trying to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;This morning she order an italian sub, no lettuce, with mayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3015260990035324473?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3015260990035324473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3015260990035324473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3015260990035324473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3015260990035324473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/opposite-day.html' title='opposite day.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1144757449195281618</id><published>2009-04-10T12:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:34:18.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Casper</title><content type='html'>There is nothing like the feeling of someone who sits right next to you ignoring your emails. I heard the beep, i saw you look at the first line popping up! Then you just go ahead and start typing away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start pretending its grave medical news that needs immediate opening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1144757449195281618?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1144757449195281618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1144757449195281618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1144757449195281618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1144757449195281618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-casper.html' title='Like Casper'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4007489115459496347</id><published>2009-04-10T12:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:29:50.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One, two, One two three four!</title><content type='html'>You know that troupe "Stomp", where everyone takes everyday things and makes cool music out of it? Its like that here, but with coughing and sniffling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4007489115459496347?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4007489115459496347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4007489115459496347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4007489115459496347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4007489115459496347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-two-one-two-three-four.html' title='One, two, One two three four!'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1008207765195539886</id><published>2009-04-10T12:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:28:35.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>At work ADHD</title><content type='html'>So in the very same day, i learned that no one is getting pay raises, and i now have to work 30 minutes later at night. The three days immediately following this, we have venders come in and give us free lunches, as if thats going to stop us from being mad about.... um, about.... you know, the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1008207765195539886?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1008207765195539886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1008207765195539886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1008207765195539886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1008207765195539886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-work-adhd.html' title='At work ADHD'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3568630577182714290</id><published>2009-03-26T13:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:48:58.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check 1  2.  Check  1  2</title><content type='html'>To the coworkers who never listen to what someone else is say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, who am i kidding, you're not paying attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3568630577182714290?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3568630577182714290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3568630577182714290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3568630577182714290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3568630577182714290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/check-1-2-check-1-2.html' title='Check 1  2.  Check  1  2'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7796049039409147029</id><published>2009-03-20T13:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:54:20.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Definition of "work"</title><content type='html'>"Hey, youre a computer guy, can you see if you can get me some discount on airfare that i'm booking today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; when i asked "does anybody need any help?", that wasn't exactly what i intended...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7796049039409147029?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1634532695865024387</id><published>2009-03-20T13:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:45:22.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old man on the front porch</title><content type='html'>Mental Note:&lt;br /&gt;If my day is teetering on the brink of being a good or a bad day, and i want for it to fall towards good, do not log in to look at my 401K retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to work til i'm 90, when i can call everyone "whipper-snappers"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1634532695865024387?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1634532695865024387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1634532695865024387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1634532695865024387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1634532695865024387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-man-on-front-porch.html' title='Old man on the front porch'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4070810699561417964</id><published>2009-03-19T13:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:21:59.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better than a "note to self"</title><content type='html'>We received and email at work telling us not to "sell out clients short" by spending  time on our march madness gambling, which reminds me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to fill out my second NCAA bracket...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4070810699561417964?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4070810699561417964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4070810699561417964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4070810699561417964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4070810699561417964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/better-than-note-to-self.html' title='Better than a &quot;note to self&quot;'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5310527981630736487</id><published>2009-03-19T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T13:08:16.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind is wandering to a creepy hotel...</title><content type='html'>All work and no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt; makes me a dull boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enieffac...&lt;br /&gt;enieffac...&lt;br /&gt;enieffac...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5310527981630736487?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5310527981630736487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5310527981630736487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5310527981630736487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5310527981630736487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mind-is-wandering-to-creepy-hotel.html' title='My mind is wandering to a creepy hotel...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1838341339628123604</id><published>2009-03-18T14:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:53:41.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>like cinderella</title><content type='html'>The person that sit next have a tape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dispenser&lt;/span&gt; that is a guy sitting on a toilet, you pull the tape out of his hands and tear it at his feet. Also, inside the toilet part, paper clips are kept by a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a classy broad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1838341339628123604?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1838341339628123604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1838341339628123604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1838341339628123604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1838341339628123604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-cinderella.html' title='like cinderella'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7138327781980192524</id><published>2009-03-18T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T14:47:45.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice Column</title><content type='html'>The next time someone at work asks me for advice, i am going to immediately give them the worst advice that comes to mind. Example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them: Hey Man, what should i do for lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sleep with your boyfriends brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's Next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7138327781980192524?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7138327781980192524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7138327781980192524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7138327781980192524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7138327781980192524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/advice-column.html' title='Advice Column'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1702407704891074741</id><published>2009-03-17T15:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:48:21.118-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Echo (echo echo)</title><content type='html'>I just, not 2 minutes ago, saw a guy using a urinal while also talking to a client on his bluetooth. I'm all for multitasking, but would you wanna be the guy on the other end listening to him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1702407704891074741?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1702407704891074741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1702407704891074741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1702407704891074741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1702407704891074741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/echo-echo-echo.html' title='Echo (echo echo)'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2659614722763475307</id><published>2009-03-17T11:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:37:04.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It gives you wings... so you can sit back in your seat.</title><content type='html'>The Red Bull in the Vending machine was accidentally programmed at $1.50 instead of $2.50 for a couple days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There weren't lines that long at 1930's food rationing buildings...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2659614722763475307?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2659614722763475307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2659614722763475307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2659614722763475307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2659614722763475307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-gives-you-wings-so-you-can-sit-back.html' title='It gives you wings... so you can sit back in your seat.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6919986147571017036</id><published>2009-03-17T11:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:25:11.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No one rocks like this rock rocks.</title><content type='html'>For a job especially well done, we get these little cards that are called "Kudos To you" Cards, and they have a little picture of a Bee dancing on them. Then, with all seriousness (which has got to be hard i imagine), the person who nominates you has to give the reason why you received this "award". The favorite one i've received so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You Rock,&lt;br /&gt;(signed) Derek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now THATS a reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6919986147571017036?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6919986147571017036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6919986147571017036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6919986147571017036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6919986147571017036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-one-rocks-like-this-rock-rocks.html' title='No one rocks like this rock rocks.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-641480516795871030</id><published>2009-03-17T11:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:21:38.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>like a baseball bat to a printer/copier/fax</title><content type='html'>The best feeling i get from work isn't from a job well done, not a pat on the back from a boss or co-worker, not a sales goal met. It's when someone accuses me of doing something wrong, and when i check into it, it was thier fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'm going into it with the wrong frame of mind, but damn it feel's good to be a gangsta....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-641480516795871030?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/641480516795871030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=641480516795871030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/641480516795871030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/641480516795871030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-baseball-bat-to-printercopierfax.html' title='like a baseball bat to a printer/copier/fax'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1183734586328697800</id><published>2009-03-17T11:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T11:17:03.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First quater report</title><content type='html'>The Day after St. Patricks day tally:&lt;br /&gt;%10 of the people in the buidling out, and another %30 here, but not really here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the luck-o-the-irish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1183734586328697800?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1183734586328697800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1183734586328697800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1183734586328697800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1183734586328697800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-quater-report.html' title='First quater report'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6672906556529000911</id><published>2009-03-05T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:56:54.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like an STD, its contagious...</title><content type='html'>Today is a Hawiian themed casual day. They gave everyone free lays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54 minutes into work, 3 terrible "lai" jokes already.... originality just seeps thru this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6672906556529000911?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6672906556529000911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6672906556529000911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6672906556529000911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6672906556529000911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-std-its-contagious.html' title='Like an STD, its contagious...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6572657409743986827</id><published>2009-02-02T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T18:36:29.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>off the charts</title><content type='html'>The day after the superbowl is like land of the living dead around here. People are either hung over, have lost a bunch of money, or are just irritated because its monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself am a threefer, so where's my gold star?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6572657409743986827?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6572657409743986827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6572657409743986827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6572657409743986827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6572657409743986827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/02/off-charts.html' title='off the charts'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8120804825640636059</id><published>2009-01-13T16:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T16:44:45.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Louis the IV</title><content type='html'>So there are layoffs coming, but for some reason, our company is not calling them "lay-offs", they are calling them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(once again, drum roll please): Head count reduction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which puts this aweful picture of headless bodies typing away at a keyboard into my imagination. I guess its really not all that different than it is now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8120804825640636059?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8120804825640636059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8120804825640636059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8120804825640636059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8120804825640636059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/01/louis-iv.html' title='Louis the IV'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7425461243676199465</id><published>2009-01-13T14:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:25:01.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's do the time warp again!</title><content type='html'>Update from the past (about a month ago):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Xmas, a coworker of mine and i convinced the company to throw an "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ugly sweater contest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;actual &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; gift cards for prizes.  Sponsored by our company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7425461243676199465?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7425461243676199465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7425461243676199465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7425461243676199465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7425461243676199465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-do-time-warp-again.html' title='Let&apos;s do the time warp again!'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6257795339728427474</id><published>2009-01-13T14:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:22:05.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flip that calendar!</title><content type='html'>Today we received an email stating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We will be celebrating December birthdays tomorrow with food and beverages"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which wouldn't be unusual, except that 1) it wasn't a typo, and 2)  it's January 13th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6257795339728427474?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6257795339728427474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6257795339728427474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6257795339728427474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6257795339728427474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2009/01/flip-that-calendar.html' title='Flip that calendar!'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9203752220275313668</id><published>2008-12-15T17:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:47:40.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A long long time ago...</title><content type='html'>The gym upstairs at work has six different weight machines, and 3 of them have been broken for a month or two now. This would be surprising, except for the fact that all of them might have been made as part or roosevelts goverment job building programs of the 1930's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9203752220275313668?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/9203752220275313668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=9203752220275313668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9203752220275313668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9203752220275313668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-long-time-ago.html' title='A long long time ago...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1589451609538048701</id><published>2008-12-11T18:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:47:53.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So how about that netting...</title><content type='html'>May i have your attention please:&lt;br /&gt;Spit guards will now be required for all people who are close talkers. Thanks you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1589451609538048701?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1589451609538048701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1589451609538048701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1589451609538048701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1589451609538048701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-how-about-that-netting.html' title='So how about that netting...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2180511109465804566</id><published>2008-12-11T18:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:46:53.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm #1 !!!  I'm #1! !!</title><content type='html'>My coworker just told me that i'm number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what the middle finger is for, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2180511109465804566?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2180511109465804566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2180511109465804566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2180511109465804566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2180511109465804566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-1-im-1.html' title='I&apos;m #1 !!!  I&apos;m #1! !!'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8926956562144716871</id><published>2008-12-11T18:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:44:47.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a wall between us....</title><content type='html'>So i got a sneak peak at the newly remodled bathroom here at work, and there has never been anything more exciting in my work life. There is now a wall between were people shower and where i can use the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have to worry about losing my appetite again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8926956562144716871?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8926956562144716871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8926956562144716871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8926956562144716871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8926956562144716871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-wall-between-us.html' title='There&apos;s a wall between us....'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9170519299266041373</id><published>2008-12-10T17:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:36:14.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 + 2 = a long walk</title><content type='html'>There is a gym here at work that i try to go up to and exercise twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring this up only because everyday i'm willing to circle the parking lots for hours looking for a parking space 20 feet closer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9170519299266041373?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/9170519299266041373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=9170519299266041373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9170519299266041373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/9170519299266041373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-2-long-walk.html' title='2 + 2 = a long walk'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5389817258958647151</id><published>2008-12-10T17:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:37:16.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reverse Stripper</title><content type='html'>I was bet $5 by a coworker that i wouldn't wear this ridiculously ugly velvet christmas vest around for the day. How childish, right? who pays people in singles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5389817258958647151?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5389817258958647151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5389817258958647151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5389817258958647151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5389817258958647151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/reverse-stripper.html' title='A Reverse Stripper'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2188721176372351047</id><published>2008-12-08T14:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:45:45.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Also inappropriate for Foriegn Policy:</title><content type='html'>They say that honesty is the best policy, but that might not apply when telling a sales rep that I'll just mess up there clients orders enough times so that they have to do it themselves, and that way of thinking is a general strategy of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2188721176372351047?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2188721176372351047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2188721176372351047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2188721176372351047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2188721176372351047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/also-inappropriate-for-foriegn-policy.html' title='Also inappropriate for Foriegn Policy:'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3059366972540328967</id><published>2008-12-08T14:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:33:12.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets do, the time warp, again!</title><content type='html'>You definately know you're late when the people who start there shift 30 minutes after you are there before you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if i can just stop this from happening the 20 or 25 times a year that it does...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3059366972540328967?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3059366972540328967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3059366972540328967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3059366972540328967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3059366972540328967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/lets-do-time-warp-again.html' title='Lets do, the time warp, again!'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8919024816713941705</id><published>2008-12-03T12:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:52:03.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That einstein sure was Einstein-y</title><content type='html'>Albert Einstein defined insanity as "doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This comes to mind today as one of my coworkers asked the same question three times in a row, and all three times got the same exact answer. Maybe he meant that it will drive the other people crazy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8919024816713941705?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8919024816713941705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8919024816713941705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8919024816713941705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8919024816713941705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/that-einstein-sure-was-einstein-y.html' title='That einstein sure was Einstein-y'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-931346853072198981</id><published>2008-12-03T12:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:47:07.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The king and his Castle</title><content type='html'>So with the current recession, there have been whisperings and mumbling about upcoming firings, or "layoffs" as they are politely called, and i decided that it won't be me who is fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because of some awesome work productivity, or excellent communication skills, but because the Jester never gets fired by the Royal family, and i'm the enetertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-931346853072198981?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/931346853072198981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=931346853072198981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/931346853072198981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/931346853072198981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/12/king-and-his-castle.html' title='The king and his Castle'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1845472247334909503</id><published>2008-11-26T12:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:56:44.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Office empires weren't built in a day.</title><content type='html'>The day before major holidays at work is a completely bi-polar experience. There is food everywhere, people are all relaxed, you're walking around and talking, and then you get back to your desk, and you forgot that there is a big pile of work sitting there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if this is how the Romans felt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1845472247334909503?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1845472247334909503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1845472247334909503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1845472247334909503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1845472247334909503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/office-empires-werent-built-in-day.html' title='Office empires weren&apos;t built in a day.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5236158640492552269</id><published>2008-11-25T13:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T13:32:24.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Formal Warning</title><content type='html'>Memo to the world:&lt;br /&gt;Don't "shush" me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the tiger, and you'll be sigfreid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5236158640492552269?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5236158640492552269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5236158640492552269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5236158640492552269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5236158640492552269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-tase-me-bro.html' title='Formal Warning'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2949963459031833212</id><published>2008-11-25T12:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T14:43:56.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would have thought, it figured?</title><content type='html'>I think that there should be a government infomercial, also shown at all offices, that lets people know that %90 of the time that they use the word "ironic", they actually mean "coincidental". I know this is me being anal, but college educated, "professional" business people should know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2949963459031833212?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2949963459031833212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2949963459031833212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2949963459031833212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2949963459031833212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/who-would-have-thought-it-figured.html' title='Who would have thought, it figured?'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7414609776793590173</id><published>2008-11-24T17:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T17:40:50.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatareya gonna get...</title><content type='html'>When your boss's boss goes literally sprinting down the aisle behind you, it really makes you ponder the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing: Hot pocket was burning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7414609776793590173?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7414609776793590173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7414609776793590173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7414609776793590173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7414609776793590173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/whatareya-gonna-get.html' title='Whatareya gonna get...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6547465396963636032</id><published>2008-11-21T19:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:27:57.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this one of those " if you can't fix it, duck it" times?</title><content type='html'>So for awhile now my work has refused to take out the ultraviolet lights directly above my head, which cause me headaches on a regular basis. So today, after almost everyone left, i stood on my desk and took the out myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, i cracked the entire light covering, but the scotch tape keeping the whole thing up is barely noticable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6547465396963636032?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6547465396963636032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6547465396963636032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6547465396963636032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6547465396963636032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-this-one-of-those-if-you-cant-fix-it.html' title='Is this one of those &quot; if you can&apos;t fix it, duck it&quot; times?'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2549892044009027044</id><published>2008-11-19T17:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:54:14.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DeEvolution</title><content type='html'>Everytime i have to retell a story at work it gets a little bit shorter each time, as if going from the novel to the cliffnotes version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is how cavemen started grunting, there were only 50 of them, and they had the same stories over and over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2549892044009027044?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2549892044009027044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2549892044009027044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2549892044009027044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2549892044009027044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/deevolution.html' title='DeEvolution'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3160821803209940316</id><published>2008-11-18T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:34:41.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Acronym L.O.V.E.</title><content type='html'>Attention:&lt;br /&gt;Guy who decided everything needs to be an acronym:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;J&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ustify your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;xistance you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ighteous &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;K&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nucklehead&lt;div 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Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8294092805477120505</id><published>2008-11-18T18:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T18:35:56.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The tall boy and the hypocrate bear....</title><content type='html'>Having headphones on at work is the universal sign that you don't want to be talked to unless it's really important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the person next to me didn't get the memo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8294092805477120505?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1871724085190700975</id><published>2008-11-17T19:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:18:47.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is she having a seizure....</title><content type='html'>Today at work i uttered the phrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were bracing for Hurricane Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1871724085190700975?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1871724085190700975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1871724085190700975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1871724085190700975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1871724085190700975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/is-she-having-seizure.html' title='Is she having a seizure....'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-6456610478602811963</id><published>2008-11-17T17:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:44:27.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh.My.God Becky....</title><content type='html'>Today at work, a co-worker and i were having a civil discussion about whether "Butts" or "Weiner" were a funnier last name in  a shipping address...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but  the utmost professionalism here at work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-6456610478602811963?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/6456610478602811963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=6456610478602811963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6456610478602811963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/6456610478602811963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohmygod-becky.html' title='Oh.My.God Becky....'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5724545700251924629</id><published>2008-11-17T13:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:53:19.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 out of 4 people are bad at math....</title><content type='html'>I do realize that math in this country doesn't seem to be a strong point, but someone should let the presenter of the last meeting know that %42 is not "about %50", especially when it comes to tens of millions of dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing this is how Enron ended up doing so well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5724545700251924629?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9100936344846728279</id><published>2008-11-14T20:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:27:13.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thaw the turkey before you deepfry it...</title><content type='html'>Today we had a location wide meeting (population 274) about how we aren't hitting our sales goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, during this hour and ten minute meeting, most of the sales reps were off the phone, in the meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9100936344846728279?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5021369329758665976</id><published>2008-11-13T18:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:06:44.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Health Note:</title><content type='html'>Memo to guy who walks around naked after taking a shower in work bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the number one cause of accidental male bulemia in this workplace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5021369329758665976?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/5021369329758665976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=5021369329758665976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5021369329758665976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/5021369329758665976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/health-note.html' title='Health Note:'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4423537699277193135</id><published>2008-11-13T17:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:56:37.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of these things is not like the other...</title><content type='html'>So in our vending machine for drinks there is an entire row (c1-c9) that is entirely bottled water, all the same brand, the same kind.  For some reason i pick "c4" every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if i'm missing out on some magical taste sensations in the other rows, but i'm afraid if i pick a different one, it won't be as cool and refreshing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4423537699277193135?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4423537699277193135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4423537699277193135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4423537699277193135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4423537699277193135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-of-these-things-is-not-like-other.html' title='One of these things is not like the other...'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7951463368037048695</id><published>2008-11-13T17:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:48:21.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adams Family</title><content type='html'>So i haven't called off a day in over four months. I'm not a creature who likes to come to work for that long consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people are called "freaks".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7951463368037048695?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7951463368037048695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7951463368037048695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7951463368037048695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7951463368037048695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/adams-family.html' title='The Adams Family'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7974520687950675884</id><published>2008-11-13T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T11:30:38.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock, paper, scissors</title><content type='html'>Is there some sort of concept that i am missing about showing up to work early? I'm the only one in my group that isn't here 10 minutes early, and i'm pretty sure i'm not missing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that weird secret handshake they have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7974520687950675884?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7974520687950675884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7974520687950675884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7974520687950675884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7974520687950675884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/rock-paper-scissors.html' title='Rock, paper, scissors'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8150922243851947433</id><published>2008-11-10T12:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:34:07.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cement Shoes</title><content type='html'>So we found out who the "snitch" is in out group, the one that's been telling on everybody, and well, haha, you know what we do to snitches in the office world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotion to Upper Management.&lt;div 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Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8002304487959676539</id><published>2008-11-07T18:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:58:26.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If you should go skating, on the thin ice...</title><content type='html'>The rumor around town is that someone in a position that i want may or may not be getting "let go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, i feel like a terrible human being for wanting it to happen, but then the vision of the paycheck dances around in my head, and i feel like a horrible person with goals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8533664144209962955</id><published>2008-11-06T19:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T18:14:50.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Closin' what you're opening...</title><content type='html'>There are people working on our roof today, and they had all the vents closed off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be paranoid, but i think theyre slowly trying to trap us in here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8533664144209962955?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8442057233470894261</id><published>2008-11-06T12:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:37:38.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of everything as we know it.</title><content type='html'>Technically speaking, the system crashing isn't the end of the free world as we know, But from the looks on people faces, and the statements coming out of thier mouths, i feel like i should be climbing into a bomb shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's a working wireless internet in there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8442057233470894261?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3873772347268054046</id><published>2008-11-05T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:05:51.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ying and the Yang</title><content type='html'>Antagonizing co-workers is one of my favorite work past times, it really makes the day go by faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for one of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3873772347268054046?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3873772347268054046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3873772347268054046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3873772347268054046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3873772347268054046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/ying-and-yang.html' title='The Ying and the Yang'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4618125115362749409</id><published>2008-11-05T18:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T18:58:52.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outside the bubble</title><content type='html'>Wearing political buttons at work might seem like a no-no to  people who are afraid to offend others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure glad i'm not one of those people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4618125115362749409?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4618125115362749409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4618125115362749409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4618125115362749409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4618125115362749409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/outside-bubble.html' title='Outside the bubble'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1008606713956947440</id><published>2008-11-03T12:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:09:54.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Desk 101</title><content type='html'>Attn: workers with limited computer skills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer is not personally out to get you, it does not hold grudges, and yelling at it doesn't do a whole lot to improve the situation. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1008606713956947440?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1008606713956947440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1008606713956947440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1008606713956947440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1008606713956947440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/11/help-desk-101.html' title='Help Desk 101'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1522247211195838237</id><published>2008-10-31T17:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:47:39.212-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Which ones have the masks?</title><content type='html'>It's Halloween and most people are dressed up here at work (including myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what it's like to be able to laugh at people to thier face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1522247211195838237?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8251096078947590439</id><published>2008-10-29T19:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:29:42.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Smells like cancer and science to me</title><content type='html'>"What goes up, must come down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quote is for you, canned air users.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8251096078947590439?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8251096078947590439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8251096078947590439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8251096078947590439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8251096078947590439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/smells-like-cancer-and-science-to-me.html' title='Smells like cancer and science to me'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1800134066928533936</id><published>2008-10-29T13:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:38:29.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A secure feeling</title><content type='html'>In order to get into the building, we have a James Bond style swipe card, which i am sure is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;impenetrable&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be impressive if the visitor door, which is completely unsecured and unlocked at all times, wasn't 25 feet to the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1800134066928533936?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4992795935523661425</id><published>2008-10-28T13:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T13:08:36.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From office chairs to impatient beds</title><content type='html'>There is so much hacking and coughing today, you would think it's a hospital ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was, then me passing out wouldn't be quite so awkward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4992795935523661425?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4992795935523661425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4992795935523661425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4992795935523661425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4992795935523661425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-office-chairs-to-impatient-beds.html' title='From office chairs to impatient beds'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7609868064866067694</id><published>2008-10-27T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:33:59.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Office Crier</title><content type='html'>Why does one person in the office always have to announce wordly bad news to people, and it always starts the same way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"did you guys hear...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people stood on streetcorners and yelled " The british are coming" in past lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-7609868064866067694?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/7609868064866067694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=7609868064866067694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7609868064866067694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/7609868064866067694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/office-crier.html' title='The Office Crier'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1771619082463216765</id><published>2008-10-24T14:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:27:36.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasn't there a rule where you don't talk about religion and...something at work? what was that other thing again?</title><content type='html'>Today at work i told someone that i base my political beliefs off facts and figures, and that they based &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; beliefs off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; rumors and lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i can pinpoint the exact moment in time where we stopped being friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1771619082463216765?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1771619082463216765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1771619082463216765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1771619082463216765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1771619082463216765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/wasnt-there-rule-where-you-dont-talk.html' title='Wasn&apos;t there a rule where you don&apos;t talk about religion and...something at work? what was that other thing again?'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-1061339723146167033</id><published>2008-10-22T23:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:35:17.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep from the wheel</title><content type='html'>On the way home from work today, i went thru a toll booth where the toll booth lady was asleep, and all i could think was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I'm so jealous of the job you have&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-1061339723146167033?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/1061339723146167033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=1061339723146167033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1061339723146167033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/1061339723146167033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/asleep-from-wheel.html' title='Asleep from the wheel'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-8281950079079294664</id><published>2008-10-21T18:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:09:32.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Office Gemini</title><content type='html'>This was the email i actually sent out today:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I will be working 10:30 – 7pm tomorrow. Thanks."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the email i really wanted to send out today:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I will be making paper airplanes out of all your orders between 10:30 and 7, as usual, I say thanks but no thanks to your questions and inquiries, goodbye&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-8281950079079294664?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/8281950079079294664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=8281950079079294664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/8281950079079294664'/><link 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when you were a kid that handed out dental floss and granola... just shut your front porch lights off so i know not to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-486672215955864319?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/486672215955864319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=486672215955864319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/486672215955864319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/486672215955864319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/nightmare-before-halloween.html' title='The nightmare before Halloween'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-7724547034299065209</id><published>2008-10-20T19:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:34:30.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the red could be for anger</title><content type='html'>So getting your face sunburned at an outdoor sporting event on sunday, then coming into work on a monday, in &lt;em&gt;October&lt;/em&gt;, in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New york&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is an interesting experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i don't have the number to the closest tanning bed.&lt;div 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Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-5596658655450424051</id><published>2008-10-20T19:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:15:06.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sarcastic man meets his Anniversary</title><content type='html'>For our One Year Anniversary here, we get a little plastic pretend champagne bottle with red candy in it, and a "Happy Anniversary" sticker on the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe for my second year i'll get some soda pop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-5596658655450424051?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-2908128401893101702</id><published>2008-10-17T20:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:06:43.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gramma, can i borrow your sweater?</title><content type='html'>Friday's are the office equivelent of christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible "dress down" sweaters and all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-2908128401893101702?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/2908128401893101702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=2908128401893101702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2908128401893101702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/2908128401893101702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/gramma-can-i-borrow-your-sweater.html' title='Gramma, can i borrow your sweater?'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4118645300103031175</id><published>2008-10-15T14:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:15:56.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lepors and Lemurs and Snack-Cakes, oh my!</title><content type='html'>Nothing makes you feel more like the office lepor than when you don't participate in the "bring-in-food for everyones birthday" day of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for when they then put all the food at the empty desk next to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4118645300103031175?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3063316206758187734</id><published>2008-10-14T11:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:57:03.508-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent Policy Update:</title><content type='html'>A coworker of mine just mentioned that someone was out sick today. Then three different people, right after one another, asked : "Who's out today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i am president, there will be free hearing aids for all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3063316206758187734?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/3063316206758187734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=3063316206758187734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3063316206758187734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/3063316206758187734'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-962793058365904380?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/962793058365904380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=962793058365904380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/962793058365904380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/962793058365904380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-job-where-if-i-come-in-hung-over.html' title='A mid 20&apos;s career change.'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-9019641236055408267</id><published>2008-10-11T10:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:44:50.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The shallow end of the pool.</title><content type='html'>A new girl started this past monday, and i had bet in our pool that she'd be gone by wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's still here, so i guess i lost and won.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-9019641236055408267?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-3187701327809236709</id><published>2008-10-09T00:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:44:40.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciated like a 40 degree turkey sandwhich</title><content type='html'>So far during "Customer Service Appreciation week" we've received: donughts/pie, Cider/orange juice, and a soft lunchbox bag thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you draw you're own conclusion on how appreciated we are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-3187701327809236709?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1658753006953141141.post-4639904561931408849</id><published>2008-10-01T00:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:35:42.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>28 days later: Corporate America Style</title><content type='html'>There is nothing like a sick co-worker to spread the feeling of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eminent&lt;/span&gt; self-doom. Someone should have warned me a surgical mask might be too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1658753006953141141-4639904561931408849?l=postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/feeds/4639904561931408849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1658753006953141141&amp;postID=4639904561931408849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4639904561931408849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1658753006953141141/posts/default/4639904561931408849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcardsfromtheoffice.blogspot.com/2008/10/28-days-later-corporate-america-style.html' title='28 days later: Corporate America Style'/><author><name>Bob Z</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QjlVpzstaro/TjBMElSa3xI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eIVUYeYIu3I/s220/profile.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
