Raspberry Jelly Donuts and Boobs
There's just something in the air these days, every conversation seems to be focusing on bras and boobs. (Removing clothing has come up quite a few times as well.)
I've decided I need to keep an eye out on Jim, he's up to no good. For some unknown reason he showed up at my desk today with 3 jelly donuts, one for Helen, Julie, and I. Now, any other person in the plant I would have probably accepted the donut and not thought twice about it, but for Jim, not the case. Jim always has a reason for everything he does. Somewhere down the line, he'll be telling me "remember those jelly donuts I brought you the other day? Well, this is what I need....."
So, I'll bet your wondering what that has to do with boobs, aren't you. Well, let me tell you.
After the jelly donut delivery I was called away from my desk for a while, my prediction earlier about the stressful day, absolutely on the nose! It has been the day from hell, not only is corporate in house, one customer is doing a surveillance audit, the other is briefing us on their quarterly review.
When I returned to my desk the area was empty, just me and the jelly donut. I take a few bites, read an email or two, and reach for my water. As I'm putting the donut back up to take a third bite a piece of frosting falls from the top of the donut down the front of my shirt and lands inside my bra. Ack!! The last thing I want is some crusty piece of frosting melting into my chest.
Assuming that I'm still entirely alone in the area, I reach my hand right down the front of my shirt and pull out the frosting before any damage could be done.
That's when I see him, the maintenance guy, smiling at me from one of the doors to my new inspection area! Totally busted, I smile and ask him if he wants a piece of frosting. I wanted to die. Red faced and smiling, he passed Julie on her way into the area, where I also sat red faced and laughing my head off.
I've decided I need to keep an eye out on Jim, he's up to no good. For some unknown reason he showed up at my desk today with 3 jelly donuts, one for Helen, Julie, and I. Now, any other person in the plant I would have probably accepted the donut and not thought twice about it, but for Jim, not the case. Jim always has a reason for everything he does. Somewhere down the line, he'll be telling me "remember those jelly donuts I brought you the other day? Well, this is what I need....."
So, I'll bet your wondering what that has to do with boobs, aren't you. Well, let me tell you.
After the jelly donut delivery I was called away from my desk for a while, my prediction earlier about the stressful day, absolutely on the nose! It has been the day from hell, not only is corporate in house, one customer is doing a surveillance audit, the other is briefing us on their quarterly review.
When I returned to my desk the area was empty, just me and the jelly donut. I take a few bites, read an email or two, and reach for my water. As I'm putting the donut back up to take a third bite a piece of frosting falls from the top of the donut down the front of my shirt and lands inside my bra. Ack!! The last thing I want is some crusty piece of frosting melting into my chest.
Assuming that I'm still entirely alone in the area, I reach my hand right down the front of my shirt and pull out the frosting before any damage could be done.
That's when I see him, the maintenance guy, smiling at me from one of the doors to my new inspection area! Totally busted, I smile and ask him if he wants a piece of frosting. I wanted to die. Red faced and smiling, he passed Julie on her way into the area, where I also sat red faced and laughing my head off.
@ 3:42 PM
7 Comments:
So Jim sabotaged the doughnut?
I bet your readership on this post will go through the roof with people searching the blog engines for jelly donuts and boobs.
phoenix, I lived through the night, so, I doubt that it was poisoned. I still think he's up to something.
fuzzbox, you are absolutely correct. I just took a look at my site meter, 15 people have landed themselves on my blog in their searches for 'boobs'. LOL
LOL!!! I can't wait to see what he's after....
ah, those lovely esoteric moments in life (frosting on the boobs)... :-D
Wel look at it this way, you proably made that guys day. ;)
It could have been worse, at least it wasnt the jam that fell down there..
LOL!! Nothing like sticky frosting boobs to turn a guy on. They are so easy!!
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