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Wednesday, November 12, 2003


Outbursting is like outsourcing. Only on a much different level. And place. And thing. And people. And totally unrelated. I just looked down and it seems I’ve dressed like a female bartender on a Saturday night in a bowling alley tavern in Evansville today. Well, like it or not, it’s Wednesday morning.

Back to outbursting.

Like for instance, for reasons which should be apparent but might not be, I sometimes shout out, “this damn stapler!” But they rarely pay attention to that one.

Or, “who took my fucking looking glass! I can’t function without my fucking looking glass.” That one really gets them going. Especially the looking glass part.

There are many others. But, it’s time to order Christmas hams.

Outbursting only works if there are others within earshot. And even then, it doesn’t really work at all.

Posted by Marie at November 12, 2003 10:35 AM


If an outburst is unleashed in a cubicle, and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound?

Posted by: Jeff at November 12, 2003 11:43 AM

At first it's annoying and grating and makes you want to throw staplers or staples but you don't and after a while you realize you're the only annoying one and the grating starts to resemble a mild cheddar. But the noise never goes away.

Posted by: Marie at November 12, 2003 12:26 PM

Well it is probably better than Inbursting. Inbursting just caused internal stress. No sense busting a blood vessel.

Now I am scratching my head wondering what a female bartender on a Saturday night in a bowling alley tavern in Evansville dresses like.

Posted by: Don at November 12, 2003 5:55 PM