What is the name?

Posted by Claudia Moser on 3:32 PM in
I have to share with you a small story which happened today in the office.

One of my office cabinets, had one of its boards broken, thus I called the facility and asked them to fix it.

So the janitor comes and takes a look and identified the problem.

Anyway I want an extra sideboard (you cannot imagine how many folders and paper I gathered in 3 years!! I hope we have some space left in the office archive), so I inquired what is the name of the sideboard, with the thought that it must have an identification which can be used in following correspondence.

So the janitor goes: 'Johansson!'

And I ask: 'Are you sure?'

He goes: 'Yes, Johansson!'

And I say: 'The sideboard's name is Johansson?'

'No, my name is Johansson!'

The PA and I are still laughing and I cannot look at my sideboard without smiling. The poor guy has the same name as the sideboard :)))))



Poor janitor! Still, at least he brightened up your day :-)

@Sarah - yes, it was very funny, plus I made Peter laugh with the story :)

That is so funny, and even better that it made Peter laugh!

@Diane - my thoughts exactly :)

Ha, ha! I might have to call my sideboard Johansson now as well!!

@Gawgus - I will have no other choice :)

Did all your files break the Johansson board?
The sides of my filing cabinet are bulging :) I might better order me a Johansson :)

too funny! that would sure give me a good chuckle at work!!

<3 kris&kel

@Rick - you should, I guess as a name is not that bad :)
@Kris&Kel - we are still laughing when one of our eyes lands upon the board :)

Hehehehe poor guy. :-)

@Misha - yes, poor guy indeed!

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