That got emailed to everyone in the company. The owner got the email of me with the axe and plunger during a quarterly Management meeting and I just wanted him to know that everything was well in hand at AquaOne Abilene branch.

The one of me flying went over so well he had posters printed for his office and a couple of managers offices.

It sux when a job sucks. I still aint got my Disco ball I requisitioned for the bottling room.

I tried instituting Piggy Back ride Wednesdays so the management could trot me around the warehouse for a couple of laps...they didn't go for it.

Roller Disco Thursday seemed to go over ok.

and occasionally a few of us will step out back very rarely for a 1/2 hour game of Retard Golf

Ahh, i can see that, you do have nice skin....me too!

Wait, i do lack a cool accent though! haha

Thanks, I used to have skin problems so it's a real compliment to hear that :) You do look like you have amazing skin in all honesty

Ahhh, don't go thinking I sound like a prince or anything, I have a really common accent just I worked on my pronounciation and elocution so to all of my friends I sound really posh.

I used to be the strong silent type in high school, but once i got into college....I said two tears in a bucket, phuket!

No, the bananas are only for me. :)

I'm the one they call or go to for emergencies, if they want to discuss something about a medical case, or if they're just plain hungry.

im the friendly and loving dependable one, the one that has your back, loyal, honest, and will always be there no matter what thru thick and thin, the one they can come to for and about anything!and they know not to push something on me.. that when i say no i mean no and thats the last i hear of it, and i know they will still be my friends

I'm known by my friends to be so energetic (doesn't tire dancing the night away) and the one who almost always smile.

My closest friends know I will be there for them any time of the day or night to listen if they need a friend or help in any situation

According to friends, I'm the anti-social one who spends all her time drawing comic books and only emerges from her hovel once in a fortnight to procure comic books from other publishers.

I am the Spanker-boy, among my closest friends.

In my old high school, I used to be called the genius without a cause.

In my larger family they call me the mofo.

In my immediate family they call me the mickey-mouse whack-up caller. They love me, no doubt, but nobody can stand me. It takes months before any of my sisters or brothers would call me, and they take turns. The Xmas drinks are on the one who did not make the roaster that year.

At work they call me, but only behind my back. Nobody talks to me there, and when they do, they shield their eyes with a binder. They believe I have special powers that can harm anyone who looks directly in my eyes. The special powers include armpit odour, dandruff, nose-trills, and a general linger of vegetarian windedness.

At home, in the rooming house, they call me "blackhead" or "zit dude". Sometimes "a two-tiit man-hore", some other times "circumwhacker".

My girlfriend calls me "limpy the stick cheese salesman", or "Jizmfaced Jim", or "augmented knee cap replacement error", very affectionately.

Acquiring a cool accent is child's play.

This is how you do it:

Wear a metal bucket on your head, upside down. (Which? Either one, you or the bucket, no worries, both will work.) Set your alarm clock or cell phone to buzz every five minutes, and then walk straight into a wall.

If that don't work at first, then drink a gallon of cooking oil, stoff a live matress into the microwave oven, and swallow a loaf of sponge bread, without taking it out first from the plastic.

I don't know why I am being such an idiot this morning.

I'm just me. Probably different things to different people.

I am the crazy, smart, funny, kinda nerdy, but really cool chic that everyone feels comfortable around and can tell me anything! My friends generally love to hang out at my place & it doesn't seem to matter where I live actually, they just all feel at home at my place!

they would say, i am the free spirit, hippie chick, cool mom, but entirely responsible when they need me to come bail them out. they are pretty accurate.

It's a gift....and a curse.

my friends say that I'm the one they go to who listens and doesn't blab it to others.They say that I go through life with a laugh on my shoulder.

thats a nice description, my friends would agree to that about me as well.

what friends?...lol

my family and co workers most often refer to me as 'laid back'

My family would say that I am sweet.
My friends and colleagues say that I am brilliant but terrifyingly lacking in common sense.
Everyone--family and friends--say that I am the go-to person for useless knowledge.
Oh, and my friends call on me when they want a good meal, too. They love my cooking. (Which is good because I love to feed people.)