Last night, on the phone:
Lee: I was in the office the other day when you called, and Michelle got quite a hoot out of it.
Ryan: She told me she was still at work and couldn't talk, and I'm like 'Come on. I'm quite certain this is not the most unprofessional thing to happen there this week.'
Lee: Yeah, I can't see us getting in trouble for it.
Ryan: 'Uh-oh! A personal phone call with 20min. left in the work week! Shut down Duke TIP Kansas!'
Lee: 'We're moving it to K-State!'
Ryan: Holy shit that's funny.
And never will.
09 July 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2006
(301)
-
▼
July
(44)
- Layovers.
- Shameless plug.
- Things I Love, #81.
- I want these motherf***ing dogs off this motherf**...
- I won't be your last dance, just your last goodnight.
- The Best Line I've Ever Heard While Helping a Girl...
- The Last Night.
- The Future of Publishing.
- B&N.
- Santa Fe.
- Egosurfing.
- Response.
- "Let's start buildin' some hurtin' bombs!"
- Vanilla.
- Covers.
- Contents.
- Features.
- From the Department of Duh.
- On how much Central Park totally rocks.
- Explode.
- The Day of the Three Museums.
- Still can't sleep.
- Is it a coincidence?
- Peter Kaplan said he would subscribe to my magazin...
- Disausted.
- Camp Conde Nast.
- More than cute.
- Unprofessional.
- Forza Italia! (pt. 2)
- Meh.
- The problem with this city.
- On the superficiality of politics and the meaning ...
- Ultimate New York Friday.
- He must be stopped.
- No. 6.
- No. 5.
- No. 4.
- No. 3.
- No. 2.
- No. 1.
- By the way.
- The most ridiculous night ever.
- Intensity.
- Holy. Shit.
-
▼
July
(44)
No comments:
Post a Comment