Why Mommy Enjoys Her Job, Reason #274

Kitties!

Behold:

Mommy: Last week the maintenance guys built this hopper so they could use a tractor to load filter media into these giant totes for transport; when I saw the name spray-painted on one side I just about split a gut laughing!

I work with some truly funny folks.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  The Mommy and the Kats  XX

A Quiz

Kitties!

Q:  What's better than one Tiny Johnson?

A:  FOUR!!!

Happy Wednesday!

XX  Johnny  XX

pee ess:  Mommy says thanks a ton for all the supportive comments on yesterday's post!  You guys are the best.

FUNNY!!!

Kitties!

We just adore our crazypants internet pals...look what Glenda in Kansas (who needs to start a blog--she and her kitties live with a GHOST!) sent Mommy for a little gift:

HELLO KITTY SOAP!!!

Two bars!

Mommy totally cracked up when she opened the package.

Thank you so much Glenda, you made our day...and we can't believe you spent six dollars to mail us this!  What a hoot.

Happy Funny Friday!

XX  The Kats  XX

Fun at Work

Friends and Kitties!

Sheebie here.

As you know, I'm a lucky soul who enjoys my job...and here's a small example of why that is:

The LOG.

Which is rich soil for sowing silliness, something you get a lot of when there's a bunch of insane intelligent people minding the store like my co-workers.

Please embiggen for better reading--and check out my two posts midway...and the responses I got from the operator on the next shift!

The "Number Nine" post...long story.  Do any of you remember "Revolution No. 9" by The Beatles?  Well, any time somebody backwashes filter number nine it's traditional to drone "number nine...number nine...number nine..." in imitation of that track.  Then, a few weeks ago one of the operators (Thomas) started quietly having fun in the log, recording filter backwash numbers in Spanish, Roman Numerals, etc.  We've been going back and forth with this and never saying a word, so I've been WAITING to have filter #9 pop up on my shift *just* so I could make this log entry--combining the best of two inside jokes!  Thomas couldn't restrain himself the next day and broke our omerta to say he had mightily enjoyed my entry.  And that another operator (Mike) had commented--icing on the cake.

The entry below that one refers to this: 

!!!!!!

Bruce appeared on one of our graphics last Thursday and I DIED laughing as soon as I saw him...we had a shark in the wet well graphic on the old computer system and I guess some things never change--we're kind of anal like that here--somebody must have been feeling lonely and requested another shark.

Apparently Mike was on a roll bored stiff that night because he commented not once but twice on that entry!

::guffaw::

It's good to have fun at work.

Happy Sunday!

XX  Sheebie  XX

Feline Funny!

Kitties!

Maui here.

The fur suit is growing back on my tummy...

...alas, not quickly enough.

Happy Friday!

XX  Mancat Maui  XX

Phoning it In...

Friends and Kitties!

Sheebie here.

First, a bit of housekeeping--so far about twenty of you have responded for a Catio tour during BlogPaws.  I'm going to go scope out the hotel and find a good meeting spot, which I'll post next week, and I'll privately email a roster for all y'alls approval.

Secondly, a blogging pal, Tammy, from Musings from Fairlight Farm is looking for a good small animal vet in her area. She lives in Missouri--in the country about 50 miles from Springfield, and would consider going to Springfield if there was someone that wasn't outlandishly expensive.  She writes:  I live nearest to Buffalo which has the two farm vets, and I work in Lebanon and travel to Bolivar to the 'cat vet'. 

Anybody out there that can help Tammy?

I think most of you know I enjoy irony/silliness, and I also enjoy my job.  So when the two collide combine I'm in heaven.  I always have my phone with me so I'm ready to document whatever tickles my funnybone:

See anything wrong with this sign?  I didn't, not for thirteen years, when I finally realized that the "ventilation" had two "L"s.  And when I pointed it out to some co-workers they had never noticed, either!  I'm not sure what this proves but the sign cracks me up now.  Every.  Single.  Time.

My rebellious steak lives!

This is the Director's parking spot, but not when he's not here...

And yes, my car is dirty.  Shut up.

The room that's open?  That's the server room, the one that runs the computers that monitor the entire treatment plant.  The A/C system for the room was grossly under-engineered ("Engineer" is a four-letter word IMO) and died--so the temporary (month-long) fix was two portable units that vented out into a hallway.  I give our facility crew props because this actually kept the room cooler than the original roof units!  Everything was eventually repaired but really?  Anemic cooling in a computer room is...um...how do I put this nicely...stupid.

Now this is engineering at it finest!

(See the the support wire?)

I'm not sure where to start with this one.  Suffice to say this was planned, and leave it at that...oh, and it's nearly six feet off the floor so dialing involves some leaping on my part.

Never a dull moment!  It keeps me chuckling, that's for sure.

Happy Sunday, and have a great week!

XX  Sheebie  XX

Salem's Secret

Kitties!

The Mommy here.

Check out Miss Whalem Salem, sitting on the chair and ottoman.

Simultaneously.

From above all looks normal on the pair...

...but from the side it appears that some of Salem has slipped betwixt the two!

Further investigation reveals a lil' white hind footie poking out.

With toes strategically anchored to prevent further slippage, I assume.

What a silly!

Happy Friday!

XX  The Mommy and Salem  XX

More Phunny Photos!

Kitties!

Some of you have commented on how nice our photos are.

Well.

To tell the truth, it's more luck (on Mommy's part, we are always photogenically pristine) than skill.  She shoots lots and lots of photos, and she generally gets a few hundred boners:

The Baby's blurry butt.

Salem's bodacious booty.

Maui going all Linda Blair--thank Cod the demon came out fairly easily--they can be so pestiferous sometimes.

Happy Wednesday!

XX  The Katnip Lounge  XX