- Oct 9, 1999
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Any stories of people you've known who were just utterly bereft of common sense? Share your stories. Don't get me wrong - I don't like laughing at them, I'd prefer to laugh with them. But since they never get it, I'm left to laugh by myself. 
Here's mine. I once worked with a girl who was the stereotypical blonde dingbat. The first hint that she was uncontaminated by brains was when she once mentioned that she gave her bf money for gas when he would come over. She said that he worked very hard and during the week he could only stop to see her for a few minutes. He lived about 5 miles away, drove a VW beetle, but she would give him $10 for gas each time he visited since "he was going out of his way".
She really liked him since he tried so hard to stop and see her even though it was just for a few minutes in the evening. She never realized that the guy was clearing about $45/week for spending a few minutes a day at her house! I don't think she was smart enough to estimate how much gas it was costing him.
The clincher, though, was after a few weeks of working with this poor girl. She knew nothing about anything, and couldn't hold a conversation on any subject other than makeup and hair. One day when we were feeling mean, we made a small sign for her desk that said "Jane Doe, Space Cadet". She came in, looked at it, never said a word, and left it there for weeks.
Long after I figured we had failed in our attempt to pull her chain with the sign, she came in one day steaming mad. "You people are very mean!" she yelled. "My boyfriend told me what Space Cadet means! And I thought you did something nice for me since I like astronauts!"
After that, we quit picking on her. It wasn't really fair.
Here's mine. I once worked with a girl who was the stereotypical blonde dingbat. The first hint that she was uncontaminated by brains was when she once mentioned that she gave her bf money for gas when he would come over. She said that he worked very hard and during the week he could only stop to see her for a few minutes. He lived about 5 miles away, drove a VW beetle, but she would give him $10 for gas each time he visited since "he was going out of his way".
She really liked him since he tried so hard to stop and see her even though it was just for a few minutes in the evening. She never realized that the guy was clearing about $45/week for spending a few minutes a day at her house! I don't think she was smart enough to estimate how much gas it was costing him.
The clincher, though, was after a few weeks of working with this poor girl. She knew nothing about anything, and couldn't hold a conversation on any subject other than makeup and hair. One day when we were feeling mean, we made a small sign for her desk that said "Jane Doe, Space Cadet". She came in, looked at it, never said a word, and left it there for weeks.
Long after I figured we had failed in our attempt to pull her chain with the sign, she came in one day steaming mad. "You people are very mean!" she yelled. "My boyfriend told me what Space Cadet means! And I thought you did something nice for me since I like astronauts!"
After that, we quit picking on her. It wasn't really fair.
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