When you work for a company that actually employs a guy named Tom, all of the common phrases that employ the name 'Tom' for a generic male are no longer work appropriate.
We can't use the phrase "Peeping Tom". There is no Tomfoolery. There is no noting that a person is acting like an old tomcat, or for that matter, Uncle Tom. One is not a Doubting Thomas. One's Thumb is not named Tom. And there is absolutely never any beating of the tom-toms.
Also, some non-homeless people on the bus here in San Francisco smell so awful that I am convinced they are the undead. I have my stockpile of wushu weapons; now is the time to start eying potential holdouts.
Comments (6)
There's land in Bangor for any Frank, Dick or Harry.
Posted by Crooktooth | October 8, 2007 3:36 PM
Posted on October 8, 2007 15:36
This post made me happy inside.
Posted by Surmuck | October 8, 2007 3:55 PM
Posted on October 8, 2007 15:55
When the aformentioned "Tom" fools around, is it OK to describe it as "Tomfoolery" still?
Posted by Kraggard | October 9, 2007 3:58 PM
Posted on October 9, 2007 15:58
...This really opened my eyes...
Posted by N/A | October 15, 2007 5:35 PM
Posted on October 15, 2007 17:35
You think you have it bad? I have a coworker named Who. I wish I was kidding.
Posted by Domokun | October 16, 2007 2:09 PM
Posted on October 16, 2007 14:09
Who is your coworker?
Posted by Kraggard | October 30, 2007 9:43 AM
Posted on October 30, 2007 09:43