Archive for the 'Vapid Capital' Category

yogi is going to have a feast

Friday, June 13th, 2008

Incubus has confided in me that he wants to give his wife a nice 40th birthday gift. Does he think I’m all that trustworthy? Nope, he just wants me to organize the whatever it is he wants to do for her. Blimey. The plan is to take her camping to Yellowstone National Park. With the [...]

protect the future

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

The ocassion: Company’s non-denominational holiday dinner The location: The ghastly hunting club that gives everyone the creeps (…plus food poisoning) The guests: All the slaves  employees, the bosses, and their idiot wives (and this time around also their kids…kids!) Now, Incubus and Succubus have a penchant for doing seating arrangements because they swear that they are [...]

high oil prices? pffffftttt

Monday, June 9th, 2008

You gotta give it to Incubus’ evil genius. He has single handedly come up with the solution for not paying high prices at the pump. Incubus wants to be good to the environment (this can also be interpreted as “I’m a cheap asshole and the Prius savings cockamamie story has yet to actually made a [...]

you got served

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

Incubus got the envelope!!! The one from the IRS that is. The one that says “you’re being audited.” Break out the cymbals, this is the beginning of the end! Of course in his mind (you know…the one floating over cloud 9) he is not the one being audited. The company is. Riiiiight, because that is [...]

added to the job description – valet parking attendant

Thursday, May 22nd, 2008

Stupid LP: Hello, I’m here to meet with Time Thief and company Beatrix Kiddo: Sure, please come in to the conference room. I’ll go get the partners…In the meantime, would you care for a beverage? SLP: Thank you, I’m ok. Can I ask you a question about the parking? Fucking ay. Gentlemen place your bets: [...]

flight to neverland

Friday, May 16th, 2008

Time Thief: Beaaaaatrix, can you call United? Beatrix Kiddo: Sure, what for? TT: I don’t like the seats they assigned. Change them per the usual and make sure they know that we are traveling with the baby BK: (I pressume so that they can assign a stewardess to fetch clean diapers…idiot) Right, there’s a slight [...]

time thief

Monday, March 31st, 2008

Time Thief: Beaaaaatrix Beatrix Kiddo: Yes (insert obligatory eye roll here) TT: I need you to do something very important BK: Sure (ooooh, exciting!, I bet this time I’ll get a project more intellectually stimulating that slicing your bananas in rectangles) TT: Well, I want to find a guy… BK: Mkay (OMG OMG is he coming out [...]

madness

Sunday, March 30th, 2008

Of all the things I have to do at my job, the one I hate the most is Instant Messaging. I hate how Incubus sends me an email to turn my IM on when he is in the office two steps away from me. I despise how Incubus sends me obscure questions and expects instant [...]

it doesn’t matter how you get there, as long as you get there

Friday, March 7th, 2008

Actually, I just found out that sometimes it matters a lot. JAP: Beatrix, call the orthopedical shop and ask him if he received my custom knee brace Off I go into my soon to be proven continuance of JAP’s eternal quest to chip away at my allotted existential time in this planet. Beatrix Kiddo: Hi, [...]

acquired taste

Friday, January 25th, 2008

A while ago I was entrusted with the task of buying a special tea for his Royal Highness. His uppity ass heard somewhere about this very exclusive tea that only the greatest connoiseurs of tea would drink. And so I bought two bags of Lapsang Cheusong for him. It is described as a top quality [...]