Wacky Workaday World


I believe I have mentioned one of my many, many jobs is organizing the training program here. In that capacity, I field calls from the public where all sorts of riff raff plead “Oh please, mrpeenee, please let me come teach a class for you.” And then I say something like “Well that’s a very interesting point,” and pretend to listen to whatever it is they’re saying while I’m really savoring the post over on Stirred Straight Up where tjb wrote a thrilling ode to Sam Elliot.

This morning, my first back in the office after the tribulations of going to Washington, I had some schmoe making his pitch when I heard a rather distinctive sound in the background. “Surely this guy is not pissing while he’s asking me to let him be a teacher here,” I thought. My charitable denial might have lasted longer if the even more distinctive sound of a toilet flushing hadn’t come though then.

Mr. schmoe will not be presenting a seminar at our agency.

About mrpeenee

A former bon vivant and terror of a number of New Orleans bars in the mad, gay 1980s, I'm now quietly retired and widowed in San Francisco. I have a crooked nose due to an unfortunate Frisbee accident.

4 responses »

  1. Whenever I see guys on their cel phones in public restrooms, I always have to wonder: WHO are they talking to? Now I know: YOU, Peenee!I’m glad my Sam Elliot post helped get you through your workday.


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