The Zu Keeper
Posted on Friday, August 9th, 2002 at 15:00.
I just want to rave about Al for the moment.
Every time we talk on the phone, I’m laughing. He’s just *that* downright hysterical. If anyone reading this ever works with Al, take a sedative so that you will be able to concentrate on your work and not be rolling around on the office floor with tears of laughter streaming down your cheeks.
“Countdown to pickiness… 3… 2… 1…”
“Ditch the right cell [in the HTML table]. Actually save it. Put it in an envelope and toss it on the front porch. I’ll be by in the morning. On second thought–or was that 3rd–rip it up, burn it and bury the ashes.”
“Am I causing the bloodshot in the eyes, or do you just want me to feel bad for you? I do feel bad that you can’t afford clothes, or at least a shirt. Maybe it’s hot in there with 4 other siblings [Ed: 6 at home, 7 total] and all. Mostly I’m concerned about the system overheating… and getting bloodshot eyes.” [Ed: He was referring to this picture I sent him since he had never seen me.]
“Like the ‘so 90s’ <font> tag and the fact that there are no American flags… that’s sooo September 10th. I really need to get with the times. I think I’ll go out and pierce my… nose?”
