Don't talk to me before nine

Enough with the personality trait, communication style, learning style, Briggs Myers, My True Color tests. Just give me a shirt printed with this warning:

Do not talk to me before nine.

Okay, maybe three shirts in different colors* so I don't have to do laundry every night. I like the ambiguity of not specifying a.m. or p.m. On the back of the shirt it should say:

Don't make me pick up the phone. 
         You know how to email.        
     You aren't Lindsey Graham.       

I love my job! I have my own cubicle. It's a grownup version of the cereal box fort at the breakfast table. I won't swipe the illustrations from this blogger, but do check them out.

*Cheerios yellow, Wheaties orange, Frosted Flakes blue

© 2013-2015 Nancy L. Ruder


seana graham said...

This reminds me that a friend I used to work with in the bookstore came up with the idea for a shirt she'd like to wear, similarly with no comments. It would just read "You're 86'd."

You might have to work in retail to appreciate the beauty and simplicity of this.

Kathleen said...

Oh, yes! (To everything!) I remember Lamp Chop. I also love my job(s)! And all kinds of 1) cereal 2) forts.