she’s 24 and knocked up
that’s why we have her. She showed up today, two months up-the-duff. I heard that expression once, no idea where it came from but it sounds funny to my ears. She can’t work in the field until after junior is born so they sent her to my office. This morning I started training her to do my job, I’ve been working so hard since the other guy left (asshole).
It will be good to have some relief from the constant work strain I’m under, I work far too hard. I should be paid more. I’m sure they have plenty of ole money just lying around, just hand it over people. Dream on huh.
So, anyway, she showed up this morning, all pregnant, all 24 years of her. When I was 24 I was slinging beer in a shitty little pub, which was haunted by the way. Then again, what isn’t haunted?
She catches on quick so I see freedom from my chains soon. I can see the light at the end of the Tunnel-Of-Love-Not-My-Job.
Something went wrong with my internet connection and so no internet for a day or so. Today I called the internet provider gods and as I was on the phone, on hold, because they know that “my time is very valuable”, the net came to life. Man they’re good!
Just as I started work this morning the boss came in and asked for photo copies. He’s nice but the aliens must have taken too much of his brain for research. How can I leave my desk when I just started this???? He’s just going to have to learn how to press ‘copy’ all on his own.
I picked up the mail on the way home, the book club wants $25 for a bounced cheque from last month. Good luck. It was good to have a laugh at the end of the day though.






I don’t know how you manage it all and blog from work as well.
Up the duff sounds like a Newfie expression.
Comment by witchypoo — April 18, 2008 @ 12:00 am
So you’re training her to work your job for 7 or so months? Well, it’ll be a good run…when she’s not barfing her brains out or putting her feet up because they’re swollen. Sounds like a hoot!
Comment by Hyphen Mama — April 18, 2008 @ 12:05 am
Good luck with that! All I can say is: HORMONES!
Comment by Goddess in the Groove — April 18, 2008 @ 4:52 am
Witchy - I KNOW. But I march on and hope I won’t pass out from exhaustion. I spent time in Newfoundland so maybe that’s where I got it from.
Hyphen Mama - I never thought about barfing. If she wants me to rub her feet, I’m outta there.
Goddess - I never had the pregnant hormones, so they may find me hiding under my desk at some point over the next 7 months.
Comment by warriorwitch — April 18, 2008 @ 9:18 am
Up the duff is from the UK like up the soapy bubble.
I heard a woman say “she was taken up the duff and got pregnant” but she was just stupid.
Comment by Old Knudsen — April 18, 2008 @ 9:36 am
How do you follow Old Knudsen? “Up the soapy bubble”???? If her ankles swell, just tell her to stand on her head.
Comment by LouCeeL — April 18, 2008 @ 1:28 pm
I don’t know that I’d ever want to take it up the duff. I’m just saying.
Comment by Hyphen Mama — April 18, 2008 @ 4:24 pm
If the duff is where I think it is………….
Comment by warriorwitch — April 18, 2008 @ 6:40 pm
I believe duff is a term for a bread type pudding, which rises upon cooking, so it would be similar to having a bun in the oven.
Comment by witchypoo — April 20, 2008 @ 4:50 am