Overheard by the fly on the warehouse wall at work.
Me: Dammit Rose I can't get this frick'n inventory to balance. I hate this paperwork crap.
Rose: Not surprised.
Me: Whadda you mean?
Rose: You're a word slut not an accountant.
Have I mentioned how much I adore the woman I work with? I should mention that she's an aspiring 'word slut' as well, which might explain why we get along so well.