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McDude's Kind of Cool"The Oh Leg" |
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� 2004-07-05 - 10:53 p.m. I returned to work this week. My first two days back consisted of off-site training. We�re learning a new Project Development methodology. That pretty much means we were trained to speak using nothing but acronyms. On the morning of the first day of training one of my Russian teammates says to me, �McDude, our Vice President is no longer with us.� - �What happened?� � �He�s gone!� For the next ten minutes I thought our VP was dead, however he was simply fired. Those wacky Russians I can never interpret their tone of voice. Needless to say the remainder of training was boring. The remainder of my workweek was okay. I had a meeting about out-sourcing my project overseas. However they decided not to send me to Ireland. Instead I will have to do the transition via phone and email. I was hoping they would send me to Ireland not only to have a nice vacation but also to hang out with the Irish girl. The day after that I found out the Irish girl would be flying back to the states for 2 weeks in August. That should be fun. Also this week I needed to set up a PC for an awkward quality analyst (corporate speak for a tester). It is this new short Russian guy who has a funny name (oh leg) and a funny accent, even for a Russian. After setting up his PC I begin to walk away when he shouts, �McDude, this is for you.� He then handed me a package of Tea Biscuits, �They�re Kosher!� he finished. I thanked and pondered if the world needed more people like him. I stopped by the Russian Girls desk on my way back and informed her that her comrade handed me some Kosher Tea Biscuits. She then began talking with his funny Russian accent to mock him. We then traded jokes about how communism failed because Russia tried to bribe to many countries with Tea Biscuits. She then commented that I might find a decent girl if I were more like Oh Leg. I then said, �The girls love my Oh Leg!� She laughed for a minute saying,�You so funny, you so funny.� When she was finished laughing she decided to tell a joke, �In Russia we have joke. Two young lovers are saying sweet things. The lady says tell me something that is warm and filled with juices and the boy says RADIATOR!� I said, �You so funny,� without laughing and she slapped my shoulder and started laughing and telling me how funny I was. This weekend was good. Friday night I went out with BB. We went to the Oasis and a new bar. I drank a couple of RB & V�s with Talkshow and became obnoxious. I�m always loud and obnoxious when that rock star juice is in me. On the way to one of the bars, BB�s sandal broke. So we decided to take a cab to the bar instead of walking it. We told the cab driver of BB�s shoe predicament when he said that he might have something in the trunk. What do you know; he reaches in the trunk and pulls out two sandals that were BB�s size. It was like the Cab drivers trunk had the same power as Santa Claus�s bag. Talkshow and I each tipped the Cab Driver 4 bucks apiece even though the cab driver said he didn�t want it. The bar was filled with hipsters. I stuck out in my polo shirt. Talkshow and I noticed a girl wearing a Phidel Castro hat. We gave her the drunken eyes for about 40 minutes. That�s about all that happened at the bars. After returning home BB and I had �the Fuck�. She told me not to call it �the Sex� anymore. I think �the Fuck� sounds cooler anyway. Just saying we had sex sounds more routine than calling it �the Sex� or �the Fuck�. I can have sex with anyone. I becomes �the Fuck� or �the Sex� when both parties come. Either way its always fun, usually loud and I believe BB usually cums. Which is great because so many women don�t come from sex. So I feel like a porn star every time she says she cums more than once, which is most of the time. Apparently she likes my �Oh Leg� Like this entry? Vote for me here!
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