Office Peeps and a White Boy Quote

I work with a great bunch of people, well with the exception of one (but that bit of bitching is for another blog). They are:

• White Boy, who thinks he’s my boss, but is actually my fellow Spanish learner, travel buddy, cubicle neighbour, almanac of all things to do with access, single and looking, and he’s an actuary (which makes him prime property in my books, once again a test will have to be passed, but it won’t be as hard as Dezza’s because…well he’s white and easy) Send all CV’s to me and include a picture;
  
• Mo, who torments me daily, but is actually a nice guy;
  
• FiFi, a fellow sufferer, she’s over worked and under paid, but she’s a super hottie and excellent pole dance instructor (check out her website here), and knows everything about word and excel;
  
• The Boss Lady, who sometimes is the villain of the piece but she occasionally gives us Friday afternoons off which makes her a special person in my eyes; and last and definitely least
  
• IT / Weasel / Asshole / Tool / Donut / Idiot / Fuck Head /…well you get the picture. I really hate his fool.
  

Anyway, I thought I should intro them as they may feature in this blog. Almost all of them chose what they would like to be called.

Now, to this blogs feature presentation. Yesterday White Boy and I were on our way to the basement, when we walked past the desk of a recently fired secretary. Now her name is…well its really funny, and leaves me wondering if parents actually think about the teasing possibilities attached to a name. Her name is Eurea (pronounced Ew-rea, I think). The possibilities are endless. This is what White Boy had to say:“I wonder who they’ll get to replace Euera. Maybe they’ll get a man named Eurine.” Yes, I know it’s a Friday afternoon kinda funny but that’s the White Boy for you.