BUNN-O-MATIC

I don’t believe enough things have the “o-matic” suffix these days. In the 80’s I think we believed that everything would be a something-o-matic eventually. And I’m really disappointed that hasn’t really came about yet. I think I’m going to start renaming my everyday appliances like my microwave can be the cook-o-matic. But anyways…

Here’s a couple of work related thoughts:

1) I wonder if this place shoves coffee down the throat of every visitor that comes here. CEO or Bum off the street, I bet the first thing they try to do is offer you a nice cup of Bunnomatic brewed goodness. Being a non-coffee drinker myself, I try and hide this fact because I’m pretty sure it would result in my termination if the higher ups found out.

2) My work load varies here more than any other place I’ve ever been. But at least I’m getting some fairly decent hours this week. Coincidentally, my hours at Best Buy just went down the toilet, but as of right now, things are seeming to balance out.

3) There’s a conspiracy here at work. They keep trying to tell me that this guy, a Mr. Bunn, actually started this company and frequently comes to visit. I don’t believe it. I’ve told some semi-important people how I was on to them and their Mr. Bunn Scam but they still think they can trick me. They even told me that next time he’s in, they would bring him down to meet me personally. I told them that I could bring my roommate in wearing a Bunny Suit and we can call him the Easter Bunny. I said, “Hell, I even have him hand out a few eggs if you want.” They’re not to be deterred however, and now I’m wondering if they’re going to really go through with it. Scott, you best start practicing your hopping.