T.G.I.F. or S.H.I.T.
Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 8:53 pm
A businessman got into an elevator.
When he entered, there was a blonde (or use your favorite stereotype) already inside, who greeted him with a bright smile and said, 'T-G-I-F.'
He smiled back at her and replied, 'S-H-I-T.'
She looked puzzled, and repeated, 'T-G-I-F,' more slowly.
He again answered, 'S-H-I-T.'
The blonde was trying to keep it friendly so she smiled her biggest smile and said as sweetly as possible, 'T-G-I-F.'
The man smiled back to her and once again replied, 'S-H-I-T.'
Running out of patience, the blonde finally decided to explain.
'T-G-I-F' means 'Thank God It's Friday.' Don't you get it?
'Duuhhh!' The man answered, 'S-H-I-T' means 'Sorry, Honey. It's Thursday!'
When he entered, there was a blonde (or use your favorite stereotype) already inside, who greeted him with a bright smile and said, 'T-G-I-F.'
He smiled back at her and replied, 'S-H-I-T.'
She looked puzzled, and repeated, 'T-G-I-F,' more slowly.
He again answered, 'S-H-I-T.'
The blonde was trying to keep it friendly so she smiled her biggest smile and said as sweetly as possible, 'T-G-I-F.'
The man smiled back to her and once again replied, 'S-H-I-T.'
Running out of patience, the blonde finally decided to explain.
'T-G-I-F' means 'Thank God It's Friday.' Don't you get it?
'Duuhhh!' The man answered, 'S-H-I-T' means 'Sorry, Honey. It's Thursday!'