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I know it's an older joke, but it pretty much sum's up my day today.
I young blonde made her way into the office one morning and noticed a very large stack of work piled high upon her desk. Not wanting to feel daunted by the day’s tasks, she sighed and said aloud, “T.G.I.F.”
At that, one of her coworkers replied, “S.H.I.T.”
The blonde said nothing to this response but instead began working at the overwhelming work load. Shortly before lunch, she realized she was not quite halfway through the tasks she needed to finish for the day. Again, she took a deep breath, sighed, and said, “T.G.I.F.”
Again, her coworker replied, “S.H.I.T.”
Again, the blonde said nothing to this remark but instead continued with her work up until lunch. Upon returning, she noticed her workload had increased in size and that she would have to work twice as hard to ensure all tasks were finished before end of day. Again, she took a deep breath, sighed, and said, “T.G.I.F.”
Yet again her coworker replied, “S.H.I.T.”
The blonde could not resist any longer. She turned to her coworker and informed him, “I’m sorry, you must be misunderstanding me. I keep saying T-G-I-F, which means 'Thank God It’s Friday.'”
“I know exactly what T.G.I.F stands for,” replied the coworker, “and was merely letting you know, ‘Sorry Honey It’s Thursday.”
I young blonde made her way into the office one morning and noticed a very large stack of work piled high upon her desk. Not wanting to feel daunted by the day’s tasks, she sighed and said aloud, “T.G.I.F.”
At that, one of her coworkers replied, “S.H.I.T.”
The blonde said nothing to this response but instead began working at the overwhelming work load. Shortly before lunch, she realized she was not quite halfway through the tasks she needed to finish for the day. Again, she took a deep breath, sighed, and said, “T.G.I.F.”
Again, her coworker replied, “S.H.I.T.”
Again, the blonde said nothing to this remark but instead continued with her work up until lunch. Upon returning, she noticed her workload had increased in size and that she would have to work twice as hard to ensure all tasks were finished before end of day. Again, she took a deep breath, sighed, and said, “T.G.I.F.”
Yet again her coworker replied, “S.H.I.T.”
The blonde could not resist any longer. She turned to her coworker and informed him, “I’m sorry, you must be misunderstanding me. I keep saying T-G-I-F, which means 'Thank God It’s Friday.'”
“I know exactly what T.G.I.F stands for,” replied the coworker, “and was merely letting you know, ‘Sorry Honey It’s Thursday.”
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