I needed to borrow a stapler. I asked Mary Margaret, the woman with braces and the white streak in her hair. She giggled. And then she leant me one.
That was that… Right?
When I got back to my desk there was an email joke from Mary Margaret. The subject line was “Spineless Chiropractors.”
Then, another email from Mary Margaret. Attached was a video. In it, a fat old man was singing that he doesn’t “look good naked anymore.” I had to agree.
Then I got another joke email from her… And then another… And another…
Mary Margaret is a joke forwarder.
I just wanted to borrow a stapler.
She just sent me a JPEG of cats in hats. Not one cat. Not two cats. But ten cats. Ten cats in hats.
Great, now I sound like Dr. Seuss…
She just sent five more!
I keep deleting. They keep arriving.
What circle of Hell do they “write” these things in?
Subject: “FW: What goes tee hee hee and then explodes?”
I hope the answer is “Mary Margaret.”