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When you have an I hate my job day try this: On your way home from
work, you will need to purchase a rectal thermometer made by Johnson & Johnson.

When you get home, lock your doors, draw the drapes, and disconnect the
phone so you will not be disturbed during this occasion. Change to very
comfortable clothing, such as a sweat suit. Open the package and remove
the thermometer. Carefully place it on the bedside table so that it will not
become chipped or broken.

Take out the material that comes with the thermometer and read it.

You will notice that in small print there is a statement:

Every rectal thermometer made by Johnson and Johnson is personally tested five times.

Now close your eyes and repeat out loud a few times,
"I am so glad I do not work for quality control at the Johnson and Johnson Company."

Have a nice day and remember there is always someone with a worse job than yours.

How many thermometers a day do you think one quality control person tests?

Whats worst is reading "These condoms have been tested 11 times"

Montcalm wrote:Whats worst is reading "These condoms have been tested 11 times"

I can just picture a Simpsons episode: [Homer] "Condom goes on, condom comes off, condom goes on, condom comes off....[/Homer]

I'm sure the world has many people who would greatly enjoy such a job, and I'm keeping my shotgun close at hand in case I ever meet one.

That must be the worst job ever. Of course, they might have some sort of machine to do it, because all of the people willing to take the job are in mental hospitals.

The only job that I know of that even comes close is the guy who gets out in a speedboat every morning, goes to a sewerage "lake" and has to stir it up.

They could use a machine, you know (rubber sphincter with a heater). Or a cat.

Everyone knows the difference between an oral and a rectal thermometer don't they? It's the taste.

Tsyroc wrote:Everyone knows the difference between an oral and a rectal thermometer don't they? It's the taste.

wakka wakka wakka

An oldie but goodie.

Back on the job thing. Whenever my job sucks, which it usually does I recall a bit from The Drew Carey Show.

Kate has just complained about hating her job and Drew's response was something like this.


"Oh, you hate your job. Well join the club. It's called everybody and we meet at the bar".

Tsyroc wrote:"Oh, you hate your job. Well join the club. It's called everybody and we meet at the bar".

LMAO.
That's a classic.

Hrmm.... i wonder what the defective rectal thermoms do to you.... i wonder if they explode upon entry

Tsyroc wrote:Everyone knows the difference between an oral and a rectal thermometer don't they? It's the taste.

Maybe someone will be sick and combine the two. At one time, it's a rectal thermometer, and for the next person, it's an oral thermometer!

aphexmonster wrote:Hrmm.... i wonder what the defective rectal thermoms do to you.... i wonder if they explode upon entry

I think the question is "Do they explodes on reentry"

Ow >_<