Happy Birthday to My Brother Jim
So, it's Jim's birthday...so if you see him today...say hello.
I guarantee he'll make you laugh.
For his birthday I decided to re-tell one of Jim's greatest hits.
Seems Jim was working on a big job on the East Coast somewhere. As is prone to happen on a hectic construction site there is usually a long, drawn-out battle over the "shit houses" that are needed for the site.
The little green boxes are often rancid from over-use and they certainly can be rough places to visit with the shit house poets writing nasty things on the walls...to the mess that everyone makes.
Jim decided that the woman who worked in his office shouldn't be subjected to the same green box that all the men were using so he ordered a special one just for her.
He placed her bathroom next to the job trailer and guaranteed that the rest of the work crew wouldn't destroy it by giving the woman the only key.
A much appreciated gesture, I'm sure.
Well.
One week Jim was outside the trailer when the man who came to clean out the facilities arrived onsite. The woman of the office wasn't around so Jim gave the cleaner the key to the woman's lav and asked the cleaner if he could do something for him after cleaning the lav and as he returned the key.
This is how it all went down.
The office was full of folks who'd come in for the weekly progress meeting.
The poor woman was in attendance at the meeting, taking the job minutes when the man who cleaned the lavs came busting through the door after completing his work.
The cleaner, on Jim's earlier prompting, returned the key to the woman and then as he headed for the door, turned to Jim.
"By the way," the guy said. "I was able to get all the lavs clean, but just so you know, whoever is using the lav right next to the trailer is clogging it up with huge piles of shit. I think you have a gorilla going in that one."
Jim said that with the meeting going on he'd forgotten all about what he asked the cleaner to say, but the cleaner's announcement was met with every eye in the room landing on the face of the poor woman, who had sole access to the lav.
The panicked woman looked around the room, looked at the man who cleaned the lav, and then her eyes finally settled on Jim.
A little light went off as she figured out just who had put the cleaner up to the statement.
"You bastard!" She said.
And the entire room burst with laughter.
That's my brother.
Happy Birthday, boy...
...we love you!
I guarantee he'll make you laugh.
For his birthday I decided to re-tell one of Jim's greatest hits.
Seems Jim was working on a big job on the East Coast somewhere. As is prone to happen on a hectic construction site there is usually a long, drawn-out battle over the "shit houses" that are needed for the site.
The little green boxes are often rancid from over-use and they certainly can be rough places to visit with the shit house poets writing nasty things on the walls...to the mess that everyone makes.
Jim decided that the woman who worked in his office shouldn't be subjected to the same green box that all the men were using so he ordered a special one just for her.
He placed her bathroom next to the job trailer and guaranteed that the rest of the work crew wouldn't destroy it by giving the woman the only key.
A much appreciated gesture, I'm sure.
Well.
One week Jim was outside the trailer when the man who came to clean out the facilities arrived onsite. The woman of the office wasn't around so Jim gave the cleaner the key to the woman's lav and asked the cleaner if he could do something for him after cleaning the lav and as he returned the key.
This is how it all went down.
The office was full of folks who'd come in for the weekly progress meeting.
The poor woman was in attendance at the meeting, taking the job minutes when the man who cleaned the lavs came busting through the door after completing his work.
The cleaner, on Jim's earlier prompting, returned the key to the woman and then as he headed for the door, turned to Jim.
"By the way," the guy said. "I was able to get all the lavs clean, but just so you know, whoever is using the lav right next to the trailer is clogging it up with huge piles of shit. I think you have a gorilla going in that one."
Jim said that with the meeting going on he'd forgotten all about what he asked the cleaner to say, but the cleaner's announcement was met with every eye in the room landing on the face of the poor woman, who had sole access to the lav.
The panicked woman looked around the room, looked at the man who cleaned the lav, and then her eyes finally settled on Jim.
A little light went off as she figured out just who had put the cleaner up to the statement.
"You bastard!" She said.
And the entire room burst with laughter.
That's my brother.
Happy Birthday, boy...
...we love you!
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