I was in a meeting today and they were talking about compliance with OSHA. "Yeah, we need to set up a time for the OSHA guy got come down."
"Oh," someone said, "They're sending a new OSHA guy."
"Really? Why?"
"He died."
Long silence as everyone pretended to pay silent respects, but you know everyone was thinking what I was thinking. "Did he fall off the top step of a ladder and break his neck?"
This, of course, would be ironic. This, sir, would be the ironies of ironies. And yet, I suppose that this wasn't a forum for dark humor. These are professional people in a professional meeting who probably don't see the humor in irony.
Beethoven was deaf.
Mozart the musical genius? A complete pervert.
People thought Einstein was stupid when he was a kid. This was before they could even use the term 'Einstein' in a sarcastic sense. "Hey, Einstein, why are you so fucking stupid?"
Delicious irony.
OSHA guy died of a heart attack, though. That's not really irony; that's just a shame.
Monday, December 28, 2009
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