dad gum it, I want my own office… I sit in here with nothing to do, so the other office guy gets up and leaves, and he’s been busy up frontfor a while, so I’m thinking, hey, I’ll make a phone call… but everytime I pick up the phone, some old guy comes in here and just stands over my shoulder… so I put the phone down and wait for him to leave, and he leaves, so I pick the phone up, and dad gum it if he doesn’t reappear and just stand there… what is the guy, the phone nazi???

I have found another comparison between men and dogs… If you feed a dog a piece of meat, he’s happy/content, but if you dangle that meat in front of him and then take it away, he’ll drool over it for hours… yup, guys are like that, only it’s probably gonna be days and weeks instead of hours….