Memoirs of a Non-Profit Worker - Episode IV
I work at a local Boys & Girls Club. I have to admit that it's the coolest job ever. My typical job duties include hanging out with kids, playing music with and teaching music to kids, recording kids playing music...anything that involves kids and music, really. This is the only job I've ever had where I can be playing a guitar and say that I'm working (and not be lying).
Lately I've been helping out with finance and accounting work in the mornings before the kids get out of school. This is great because it breaks the monotany that has built up over the last two years of working at the Club (although, when you work with kids, you generally don't get too bored - kids can detect boredom and respond by being noisy and/or obnoxious).
Yesterday I worked on my coolest office assignment yet - shredding old documents. For several hours I got to destroy box after box of old reciepts, bank account records, etc.
It was awesome.
The best part, however, was when I got the opportunity to work with a guy who had just started working there. I'll call him Huey because he reminds me of Baby Huey (keep in mind that he is a grown man with a college degree - it's relevant to the story). We were stuck in the basement shredding papers and, despite prior warnings, Huey decided that it would be a good idea to shred 30+ documents in a shredder that explicitly says "24 sheets" on the front of it.
Well, guess what?...it broke.
The best part wasn't the fact that the new guy broke the expensive shredder - it's what he said right afterward. After Huey realized what he had done, he broke out this great little gem:
"Well, I sure feel like a horse's patoot..."
I almost laughed in his face when my brain finally registered that a grown man had just substituted the word "ass" with "patoot." I know that some people don't feel comfortable using profanity - and that's fine. I just think some substitutions for cuss-words are really funny.
Shredding papers was awesome, but Huey's comment was awesomer.
Lately I've been helping out with finance and accounting work in the mornings before the kids get out of school. This is great because it breaks the monotany that has built up over the last two years of working at the Club (although, when you work with kids, you generally don't get too bored - kids can detect boredom and respond by being noisy and/or obnoxious).
Yesterday I worked on my coolest office assignment yet - shredding old documents. For several hours I got to destroy box after box of old reciepts, bank account records, etc.
It was awesome.
The best part, however, was when I got the opportunity to work with a guy who had just started working there. I'll call him Huey because he reminds me of Baby Huey (keep in mind that he is a grown man with a college degree - it's relevant to the story). We were stuck in the basement shredding papers and, despite prior warnings, Huey decided that it would be a good idea to shred 30+ documents in a shredder that explicitly says "24 sheets" on the front of it.
Well, guess what?...it broke.
The best part wasn't the fact that the new guy broke the expensive shredder - it's what he said right afterward. After Huey realized what he had done, he broke out this great little gem:
"Well, I sure feel like a horse's patoot..."
I almost laughed in his face when my brain finally registered that a grown man had just substituted the word "ass" with "patoot." I know that some people don't feel comfortable using profanity - and that's fine. I just think some substitutions for cuss-words are really funny.
Shredding papers was awesome, but Huey's comment was awesomer.
posted by kevin at 5:01 PM
2 Comments:
sure wish i could shred paper, i just sit on my patoot al day... sucks to be me.
Thanks for writing this.
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