Today, we begin a new feature here at Ned’s Blog called “This Just In!” which offers breaking news on strangely irrelevant moments in our newsroom. Think of it as a companion piece to The Door, except instead of looking to the past for “Shame, Blame and Brilliance,” you can experience up-to-the-minute coverage as it happens right now!
Wait…
Do you hear that? It’s an outdated tele-type machine!
TAT-tat-TAT-tat-tat-TAT-tat-tat-tat-TAT-tat-tat-tat…
This Just In!
While at my desk, I hear footsteps cross the front office, followed by the squeaking of the employee restroom door being opened.
“Is Joe here?” a voice calls out from the doorway.
“I think he was here a little while ago,” I answer back.
“Oh,” says the voice, who begins spraying air freshener. “I must’ve just missed him…”
And that’s the way it was. No, seriously…
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I don’t think I want to think too deeply about this post
I think I agree with you’re thinking. I think.
♫ Plop, plop, fizz, fizz, oh what a relief it is ♫
Why must you taunt me with your cursed music symbols!!
I was formerly known as Prince.
What you’re hearing right now is the sound of doves crying.
I can’t hear them above the tat.
I was going to reply “I’ll trade you tit,” but decided not to because it might be offensive. So I won’t.
I can understand and sympathize. No one wants to be a boob.
I appreciate your understanding. As a friend, I just want to keep you abreast. If only you had a twin…
We should get a D cup of coffee together.
I take mine with cream.
I take a nip of that now and then.
Definitely. And shaken, not stirred.
We’re definitely Bonding.
As my Hawaiian friend Chi-Chi would say, “You got that right, Bra!”
The friend you used to share sweet pineapples with?
In Hawaiian, “Ned” means “chutney.”
Makes sense since “Ned” rhymes with “Spread”. That’s no Victoria’s Secret.
Hey, it was until now…
The secret I mean, not the spreading.
Ahhhhhhh
Pretty much every office everywhere —- at least what I remember about them — it’s been decades since I worked in one. Happy to see that some things never change, LOL!
There is a level of comfort in that. As long as the door stays closed.
Why?
Why the new feature?
Or why did she spray?
One of those literary rhetorical why’s. A failed comment!
Ha! No failure, Mikels. It was just too deep for me 😉
Well, it’s always pretty deep around here, they say. 😉
We’ll be expecting round-the-clock-coverage, you know. Do you have your intro graphic and dramatic music picked yet? Have you called it Spraygate yet? Did anyone find Joe?
Yes.
Sort of, but only in my head.
(Haha!) No.
And yes, by following a trail of Nice N’ Soft squares.
I agree the season is way too long. I like that the Canadian people have to watch two American teams in the finals. That must sting.
That’s why we just installed a large-screen TV in the restroom. We had to take the commode out, but still…
Good Lord, sir, this comment was supposed to post on a different, hockey related post written by a different blogger. Well played though!
Lol! I figured as much, but thought “What the heck?”
It’s a thought that crosses my mind often.
ROFL!!
This is kind of random but the guy in the picture with the typewriter looks like a young James Best. (of Roscoe P. Coltrane fame.) Any idea if I am correct?
Wow, you’re right! I don’t think it is, though; it’s a genric image through my newspaper’s graphics department. I went online and checked anyway, but couldn’t find a connection. But, man — there is an amazing similarity. And you have a frighteningly good eye. Are you a police sketch artist?
Ha! Ha! No, I just spend an inordinate amount of time absorbed in old television shows and movies, of which I have a massive collection of in dvd and vhs form. Mr. Best recently popped up in a couple of old Twilight Zone episodes I was watching, and he looked a lot like the fellow in this photo.
My wife and I suffer from the same affliction. We have a support group that meets Sundays, after the Andy Griffith show… 😉
Ahhhhh, Mayberry!
I think I laughed more at your tit-for-tat (I can say that) with the dude formerly known as Prince. The replies were off the charts (or site)…literally.
Lol! Yeah, Henry is a crack-up. We have a lot of fun exchanging quips until one of us calls Uncle. I wish the comments column didn’t get weird the longer they go on. Then again, I’m sure people say the same thing about me… 😉
Me too! hahaha
but Ned, what scent was the air freshener? I’m on pins and needles! How could you leave out an important detail in such an enthralling story? Disappointed.
Just sloppy journalism, plain and simple, Dupree. All I can offer are my apologies, and an answer…
https://nedhickson.wordpress.com/2013/06/13/this-just-in-2/
Ah thank you sir, I can go get ready for work now.
Your mighty welcome. Good luck, and don’t forget the air freshener.
Very entertaining…the post as well as the comments – so funny!
Thanks, for stopping in, Valerie! Come again any time. Yolu don’t even have to knock first.