(In which we are tiresomely reminded that, in this culture, Tuesdays have a peculiar, trans-etymological meaning to a certain mindset….)
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This past week, the segregation case worker calls & asks for more typewriter ribbons for the three machines in the segregation law library. Before the conversation is over, she informs me that she’s leaving early on Friday, has Monday as vacation, and won’t return until the following day.
Like a putz, I say:
Laughs aplenty on the other end.
“See you next Tuesday.”
“Right. Isn’t that when you’re coming ba—oh. OH. Waitaminute–you’re laughing ’cause you think I called you a c–“
“NO! I know you didn’t. You said that in complete innocence, which is why it’s funny!”
“I have never liked that phrase. This appeals to the same people who, when you say “It’s Wednesday, right?” reply ‘All day long!’ with a big smile on their face, like they just channeled Oscar Wilde.”
“Well, I gotta go.”
“See you next Tuesday! I just called you a c–“
The mindset of the average female prison employee. Why don’t academics do constant studies on us? Isn’t corrections a psychological mother lode? They should be crawling all over the place, like cockroaches. Don’t researchers strike sociological gold when corrections is their topic? What gives?
Someone oughta have a TWHS page. Click the comic for full effect.