Less than faithful?

The CSB was busy talking on the phone with some fireman from Myspace, and both Daves were calling and emailing her, trying to set up dates. This was interrupting her ability to have a meaningful conversation with the new love of her life, and bugging the CSB to no end.

The Rhino was getting testy with the Daves, telling them that yes, the CSB knew they called, and would call them back but was with a customer right now, then slamming down the phone and saying, "I hate that asshole."

"Email them both that I am busy and will call them as soon as I'm off the fucking phone, okay," she screamed, then returned to her conversation with a total stranger she met on myspace, which can best be described as a very graphic description of sex involving foreign objects and multiple insertion points.

So the Rhino sent them both an email saying the CSB had gotten their messages, was with a customer and would call them back when she was free. Then she returned to downloading porn off littlemidgets.com and emailing it to her friends and advertising reps at the radio stations we buy time from.

The first Dave to respond was Weavepole Dave. He wanted to know why the CSB is still emailing Taco Dave, after telling him it was over between her and the dark little fellow.

Taco Dave called three minutes later, wanting to know who the hell Weavepole Dave is.

The Rhino didn't realize that when you email two people at the same time, they can see one another's address.

Somewhere in the mind of the CSB, placating total losers you swap body fluids with takes precedence over telling a complete stranger you like to be spanked while wearing a butt plug that has a plastic pigtail coming out your ass. So she told the fireman she had to go, would call him right back, and took the first Dave's call.

It was Weavepole Dave, and the CSB began to explain to him that the Rhino had accidentally sent an email to everyone named Dave in the work computer. Then she told him she loves him, there is nobody else, and she can't wait to see "big daddy."

Taco Dave's turn came, and the CSB explained to him that Weavepole Dave is a customer who is bugging her for a price quote. Of course she wouldn't go out with anyone else, nobody else could ever make her as happy as Taco Dave does, and how is his faggy little dog?

As soon as she got off the phone with Taco Dave, the CSB called the Rhino a fucking idiot in front of the entire office staff, stormed into the back and took a nap with her dogs. She only came out to answer yet another of the Fireman's calls.

Did it ever occur to those dumbshit Daves to email one another and compare notes?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What a whore.