Like many offices, we had only one large high speed copier. You often had to wait in line, sometimes for long periods of time, to use it. One of the cutest lil' female blonde clerks in the building had an armful of papers and the machine was steadily chugging away as I walked up. I put on my very best "poor lil' puppy dog" look to see if I could interrupt her and perhaps sneak in my little job.

Sharon, the clerk in question, looked over at me, more than slightly irritated, since she knew I wanted to butt in, and said "How much ya got ? I got a LOT !"

I looked her slowly up and down, then said with a smile, "I know !"

Let me assure y'all, that the laws of physics were completely suspended at that very moment. This 5'3" 115 pound sweet thang was able to knock my 6'0" 185 pound frame totally on my butt with a single round-about, stiff-armed haymaker.

She then turned her back, and without a word, continued with her photocopies, leaving me sitting on the floor, totally shocked and somewhat stunned.

Once I came upon this pretty new temp standing in front of the paper shredder with a confused look on her face. I asked if she needed any help.

She said, "Yeah, how does this thing work ?"

I took the papers from her hand and demonstrated how to work the shredder. She stood there a moment with yet another confused expression, so I said, "Any questions ?"

She said, "Yeah, exactly where do the copies come out from ?"