ahhh…i see the f***-up fairy has visited us again…
i don’t know what your problem is, but i’ll bet it’s hard to pronounce.
i see you’ve set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
i’ll try being nicer if you’ll try being smarter.
it sounds like english, but i can’t understand a word you’re saying.
i can see your point, but i still think you’re full of s***.
i like you. you remind me of when i was young and stupid.
you are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
i have plenty of talent and vision. i just don’t give a damn.
i’m already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.
thank you. we’re all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.
what am i? flypaper for freaks!?
yes, i am an agent of satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.
and your crybaby whiny-butt opinion would be…?
do i look like a people person?
this isn’t an office. it’s hell with fluorescent lighting.
sarcasm is just one more service we offer.
if i throw a stick, will you leave?
i’m trying to imagine you with a personality.
can i trade this job for what’s behind door #1?
how do i set a laser printer to stun?
i thought i wanted a career, turns out i just wanted a paycheck.