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My Office Motto

By on January 24, 2011


[from the new issue of the New Yorker]

Hell, if my office looked like a mausoleum like this one does, I’d be a negative thinker, too.

Geez, did this guy have a zombie design his office?

There are no cigar butts, no pair of pliers to adjust the chair, no stack of empty Remington ammo boxes, and no deluge of yellow stickie notes covering at least half the desk.

Another tell-tale sign: there are no books or documents on the floor. This raises doubts about whether this guy really does any thinking at all.

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9 Responses to My Office Motto

  1. The Infamous Oregon Lawhobbit January 25, 2011 at 10:30 am #

    Remington. That about says it all, right there. 😀

  2. Jim January 25, 2011 at 11:43 am #

    I thought about mentioning the Smith & Wesson boxes but that was comparatively verbose.

  3. The Infamous Oregon Lawhobbit January 25, 2011 at 2:14 pm #

    Real men shoot Federals.

  4. Jim January 25, 2011 at 2:40 pm #

    Federal-brand ammo, of course.

  5. The Infamous Oregon Lawhobbit January 25, 2011 at 2:44 pm #

    Yes. That’s what real men shoot with. The HSTs are supposed to be exceptional.

  6. Jim January 25, 2011 at 2:46 pm #

    HST WTF?

    Hawaii Standard Time?

    Hubble Space Telescope?

  7. The Infamous Oregon Lawhobbit January 25, 2011 at 4:08 pm #

    You need to get out with Brian and shoot a little more. 😀

    http://le.atk.com/general/federalproducts/pistol/tacticalhst.aspx

  8. Dirk Sabin January 26, 2011 at 9:22 am #

    In addition to the heart-warming scent of cordite, no self-respecting curmudgeon would maintain a cave without benefit of a layer of cheroot smoke worthy of a wintertime Montana Inversion. If the atmosphere aint got a blue tint, how is one to either work or drive away them obnoxious optimists?

  9. Jim January 30, 2011 at 10:32 pm #

    To each their own smoke.