Written from behind a receptionist's desk

Andy Rooney, here. It seems that everywhere you go, people are working. Some people work at restaurants. Other people work in fancy office buildings. It seems that the only people that aren't working are those that are making work. The customers. (CAMERA ANGLE CHANGE) I don't like working. I sit at this desk all day, I think of things to complain about and then I read letters from people. A lot of these people probably wrote me their letters from work. (CAMERA CHANGE AGAIN) I'd like to just throw all these letters away. I don't really read them anyway. That's someone's job to read my letters and give me the interesting ones. And yet if I were to throw away the letters addressed to me that I don't even read, I'd probably just be causing more work for somebody else.
2 Comments:
I've never understood how one man can contain so much crotchety-ness.
10:09 PM
Hey... you're not Andy Rooney...
2:20 PM
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