So, I am talking to my boss excitedly about a new delivery we received today. Being of significant value, we needed to get a dolly and transport the items to a more secured location.
She got up from behind her desk and moaned, stretching and began walking very stiffly.
Having been stiff this week myself from working out, I thought maybe this was her problem also.
It was NOT.
ME: Oh, have you been working out too?
Boss: Umm, no..
ME: ? (puzzled look)
Boss: Honey, this is what happens when you get old. Arthur comes to visit.
Me: ?
Boss: Arthur-ITIS
Me: .....
Do you hear me laughing - oh tell me you didn't! Better you than me!
Posted by: Tricia | Thursday, January 24, 2008 at 08:01 PM
And so does Baxter...
Baxter sore to move ;-)
Posted by: cube | Thursday, January 31, 2008 at 09:51 AM