Q. What's the difference between two scoops of ice-cream and a two scoop sundae?
A. Well Nikki, the toppings and a cherry. (courtesy of Rhonda)
After reading an email over and over, Nikki still didn't get it so she sent it to Denise who she knew could explain the joke. The next day Denise says "Hey Nikki, how ya feeling today? Wousy?" Nikki says "I still don't get the joke." The reply, "She had a lisp. What did you think she was saying?" "I knew it didn't make sense but I kept reading it as 'Woozie'." I still feel 'Wousy' after this because no one lets me live it down.
Whatever you do, you mustn't forget the time I fell down the stairs and sprained both ankles at once. At the hospital, my mother says (in front of the cutest x-ray tech I have ever seen) "Good thing you took ballet. I'd hate to see how graceful you would have been without it."
How about the time I fell out of my chair at work in front of my boss who just turns and says "Oh my, are you ok?" and continues on with what she is doing. In the meantime Rhonda is watching me laughing hysterically. The next day I found string of rubber bands knotted together and tied to my chair with a note that read "Nikki's seat belt". Rees demonstrated how I could sit in the chair without losing it anymore.
Once I fell down on the ice and cracked my butt. Not really, but I did screw up my back and had to use worker's comp to go to the doctor.
Just recently I diagnosed myself with tourette's syndrome after calling the Latah County Prosecuting Attorney and a client a pecker and a whore, respectively. Not to their faces just under my breath. But still! I have never been like that at work!!! Then Denise had to tell the whole world so now everyone knows not only am I graceful but I am afflicted with tourette's also.
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There are so many stupid things I say and do I can't possibly list them all. Some little jokes that my co-workers would understand are listed here to humor them: Moist, moist cake. Gee Nikki, where's the cheese and crackers? How's that, hmm? (That is for Denise)
I guess that puts an end to my ramblings for now. I sure this page will be updated as I do something goofy at least once a day (A good example is the time, ok more than one time, that I call a client and leave a message for them to call me at work and accidentally leave my home phone number).
The song that is playing is there for a reason. I love Blondie! One day at work I brought in a Blondie tape and we played it over and over. Gerard hated it. So, to spite him, I called him and then put the phone next to the stereo so he could hear the tide is high. It just seemed like an appropriate song to put on this page.
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