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The San Francisco Zoo has an elephant named Calle who has a chronic illness, requiring medication. The zoo people couldn't get Calle to take her dose orally, so a Cal pharmacologist developed a suppository.
The 10-inch-long, four-pound, cocoa-butter bullets are crafted by the good folks at Guittard Chocolates in Burlingame. Administering the DAILY medication takes five zoo workers, including one person to distract Calle with treats and one person who wears full-arm glove to "deliver" the medicine.
FIVE people have jobs worse than yours!
Now stop bitching and get back to work.
Proudly bought to you by a brewery somewhere....
crap job... no pun intended?
I made Happy sad...
God, I feel sorry for the elephant![]()
Actually, those jobs actually sound OK compared to mine. At least those people LIKE their elephant (and they're still alive, which means the elephant likes them back). And it must be working, because the elephant takes its damn medicine and doesn't try and shoot it back out at them. The elephant doesn't blame its keepers for its illness.
Wow. I need a new job![]()
Success is not final, failure is not fatal:
it is the courage to continue that counts.
- Winston Churchill
You need some serious help, i now see why you are called Tragic....
Proudly bought to you by a brewery somewhere....
... and the elephant doesn't turn around and tell the keepers that they're doing it wrong... help...
Success is not final, failure is not fatal:
it is the courage to continue that counts.
- Winston Churchill
my job's worse...