Ellemental

Overheard on my travels between my office and mailroom/coffeepot/restroom yesterday:

• “I swear he’d run six miles for a Snausage.”
• “Smell my arm. No…not a great big whiff like that. Just a normal sniff.”
• Over the throughout-the-building paging speaker: “Blahalrk ba*feedback*l qwha l*feedback* ll*echo echo echo*lllawehoiuaf weuvh weuljowei ahdof.”

  Then, clear as a bell “What the HELL is wrong with this phone?”