I say many lame things. Jokes that people don’t get and/or are not funny, references to cartoons, and stories that go nowhere- I’m guilty of them all. For example: One day this week, I was discussing The Office Christmas episode with a co-worker (which by the way was by turns hilarious and heartbreaking, as it should be) and I talked about my love for the show in either of its trans-Atlantic incarnations. But I didn’t let it end there. In an ill-advised attempt to sound clever I told her I was an “Offic-ianado.”
Blank stare. Crickets chirping. God Help Me.
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[...] main problem is that my own sense of humor tends towards lameness and cheese. This is well-documented. I am not immune to the siren’s song of the bad pun and the daily exposure to other’s [...]