This month's Disgruntled Employee of the Month: Professor Angus Dimbledoo
Gary Newbrunswick: Hello, Mr. Brock-
Angus Dimbledoo: Ah, ah, ah! What do we call me when the hat is on?
GN: (sigh) Hello, Professor Dingleberry.
AD: Dimbledoo!
GN: OK. Whatever.
AD: I'm glad you were able to come so quickly, Gary Notter!
GN: Newbrunswick.
AD: I SAID, Gary NOTTER!
GN: Sir, have you ever thought about getting help?
AD: Yes! That's just why you're here, Gary! You're going to help me in
our battle against the evil Lord Zonarmort!
GN: Oh, god. I thought you asked me to come in here because you wanted me
to make you Disgruntled Employee of the Month.
AD: Not just now, Gary Notter. Someday there will be time for that. For
now, I have poured my memories into this magical basin, we must enter in
to them to receive important clues as to how to defeat Zonarmort.
GN: That's your wastebasket and you've filled it with Mountain Dew.
AD: Place your face into it and follow me back into memory, Gary Notter.
GN: I'm not placing my face in that.
AD: It's the only way to magically follow me into my important memories!
GN: You first.
AD: No.
GN: If I'm going to follow you, you HAVE to go first.
AD: ...fine.
(There is a gurgling noise followed several seconds later by desperate
gasping.)
GN: You didn't go anywhere.
AD: It... it must be... Lord Zonarmort using some sort of dark magic to
stop me from accessing my memories.
GN: Mmm hmm.
AD: Would you put on these glasses, Gary Notter?
GN: No. Look, I'm going to have to go, OK? I have actual work to do?
AD: Oh, Gary. What more important work could there be than combating the
most evil force of our age?
GN: Well, I was going to try to stop that tabloid from printing those
naked photos they have of you.
AD: I was young and I needed the money!
GN: I know, sir.
(There is the sound of a door opening.)
TOBY "GOPHER" O'HALLAHAN: I'm ready for my lesson, Professor Dungadork.
AD: Oh! Terry Kotter! You're early!
T"G"O'H: Yes, sir!
AD: The TWO chosen ones together! Awkward.
GN: Oh for God's sake.
T"G"O'H: But I'm the most choseny of all, right?
AD: Well, we'll see how well you cleaned my car.
T"G"O'H: And I'm wearing the glasses!
AD: That's true, Gary. He is.
GN: Can you even see in those, Toby?
T"G"O'H: Not really.
GN: Hey, what? Toby, how did you get that scratch on your forehead?
T"G"O'H: Uh...
AD: Interview over!
T"G"O'H: I walked into a door.
AD: INTERVIEW OVER!
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