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109.1 | (Well, you *did* say "unwritten"...) | HYDRA::BECK | Paul Beck | Thu Jan 13 1994 11:03 | 1 |
| My favorite unwritten rule is:
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109.2 | | OKFINE::KENAH | The Man with the Child in his eyes | Thu Jan 13 1994 13:56 | 5 |
| There are two rules for success in life:
1. Don't tell people everything you know.
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109.3 | | NAC::TRAMP::GRADY | Short arms, and deep pockets... | Thu Jan 13 1994 14:44 | 3 |
| There are two kinds of people in the world: those who divide the world
into two kinds of people, and those who don't...
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109.4 | Next? | AIMHI::TINIUS | It's always something. | Thu Jan 13 1994 14:48 | 5 |
| Actually, there are three kinds of people in the world,
those who can count,
and those who can't.
-s
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109.5 | | AIMHI::RAUH | I survived the Cruel Spa | Thu Jan 13 1994 15:47 | 7 |
| ....never pee on an electric fence..
....never speak badly of your boss... words get around.;)
....never play your electric gutar in the bath tub, in lightning
storms,..:)
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109.6 | | CARROL::COX | Ed Cox: II Cor 10:3-5 | Thu Jan 13 1994 16:44 | 4 |
| Regarding the base note. I hate to tell you this, but your unwritten rule
is written in the Bible - almost word for word, and was spoken by Jesus
himself. ;^)
- Ed Cox
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109.7 | | GLDOA::KATZ | Follow your conscience | Fri Jan 14 1994 13:30 | 5 |
| RE .6
Oh oh. I can't accuse Jesus of plagarism can I? ;)
-Jim-
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109.8 | | NAC::TRAMP::GRADY | Short arms, and deep pockets... | Fri Jan 14 1994 14:21 | 3 |
| I think he said the first two in .5 too....;-) ;-)
tim
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109.9 | It's never over.. | GIAMEM::HOVEY | | Tue Jan 18 1994 11:20 | 2 |
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Never put the bats in the bag before the game is over......
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109.10 | "another one" | MKOTS3::CONTI | | Tue Jan 18 1994 11:38 | 5 |
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never touch another mans rhubarb
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109.11 | | BLASTA::Pelkey | Life aint for the squeamish | Tue Jan 18 1994 13:05 | 3 |
| UWR# 400 - He who dies with the most toys wins
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109.12 | | OKFINE::KENAH | The Man with the Child in his eyes | Tue Jan 18 1994 13:23 | 5 |
| UWR# 400 - He who dies with the most toys wins
UWR# 401 - He who dies with the most toys is dead.
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109.13 | the most important rules are ... | ICARUS::NEILSEN | Wally Neilsen-Steinhardt | Wed Jan 19 1994 12:03 | 1 |
| unwritten and unwritable.
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109.14 | | AIMHI::RAUH | I survived the Cruel Spa | Wed Jan 19 1994 13:05 | 7 |
| ...always say sir to the cop who is giving you a ticket for speeding.
Never say,"Hey dude your momma eats cat litter", and expect to get a
break.
...when farting in public, never shake your pant leg.;) And always say
that there is a passing duck and point to something in the sky. Even
inside buildings.
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109.15 | | CSC32::HADDOCK | Don't Tell My Achy-Breaky Back | Wed Jan 19 1994 13:30 | 11 |
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Girls are made of sugar and spice and everyting nice.
Boys are made of snakes and snails and puppy-dog tails.
Naaaaaahhhhhhhttt!!!
fred();
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109.16 | | RUSURE::ZAHAREE | Michael W. Zaharee | Wed Jan 19 1994 13:43 | 5 |
| Passed on to me by a friend:
"Never call an MDC cop an 'asshole'"
- M
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109.17 | | AIMHI::RAUH | I survived the Cruel Spa | Wed Jan 19 1994 13:48 | 6 |
| ....never stick your toung on cold metal. Like rot iron fences, or well
pumps, or flag poles.;;;)
....never throw gum on the same floor your walking on. Esp barefooted.
....never fart and expect your wife to take the blame for it.
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109.18 | | HANNAH::OSMAN | see HANNAH::IGLOO$:[OSMAN]ERIC.VT240 | Wed Jan 19 1994 14:00 | 19 |
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Some unwritten (until now) rules I can think of:
1) Speed limit is really 70, even though the signs say 55.
2) If you want to be friendly, do not start with "hello". Always start
with something about the weather, for example: "Can you believe this
cold weather ?".
3) When in an elevator, do not smile at anyone, and do not say hello.
Stare up at the changing numbers above the door.
4) If someone asks you "how you doing" or "how are you", always say
"fine" or "can't complain". Don't really tell them how you are.
/Eric
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109.19 | from the welding shop | CSC32::HADDOCK | Don't Tell My Achy-Breaky Back | Wed Jan 19 1994 14:27 | 6 |
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Hot iron looks like cold iron (so be carfule where you put your
bare hands or feet).
fred();
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109.20 | | PASTIS::MONAHAN | humanity is a trojan horse | Thu Jan 20 1994 03:03 | 9 |
| re: .18
>4) If someone asks you "how you doing" or "how are you", always say
> "fine" or "can't complain". Don't really tell them how you are.
This is obviously a cultural thing. A Frenchman will immediately
launch into details of his most recent operation or "crise de foie",
even if not very recent.
5) Never ask a Frenchman "how are you?".
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109.21 | Don't eat yellow snow! | MASTR::FRENCH | Bill French 381-1859 | Mon Jan 24 1994 08:47 | 4 |
| Don't eat yellow snow.
b
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109.22 | | AIMHI::RAUH | I survived the Cruel Spa | Mon Jan 24 1994 08:57 | 1 |
| Dont eat snow that glows...;)
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109.23 | regarding the mensroom | AKOCOA::BBARRY | DON'T pop the bubbles! | Tue Jan 25 1994 13:24 | 8 |
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If you must pick your nose, do not stick boogers on flush levers.
Remember, those pink unrinal cakes are *not* breath mints.
Detach moon-floss prior to leaving the stall.
Never pick up anything dropped on the floor
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109.24 | Jokes | SALEM::GILMAN | | Wed Jan 26 1994 09:54 | 3 |
| Ok, if we are going to be gross here then try this one:
Please don't put your butts in the urinal, it makes them hard to light.
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109.25 | | CSC32::S_BROOK | There and back to see how far it is | Wed Jan 26 1994 14:18 | 1 |
| Walls have ears ...
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109.26 | | DEMING::GARDNER | justme....jacqui | Wed Jan 26 1994 15:09 | 5 |
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109.27 | | HANNAH::OSMAN | see HANNAH::IGLOO$:[OSMAN]ERIC.VT240 | Mon Jan 31 1994 12:44 | 23 |
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We need to acknowledge that these unwritten rules fall into two parts, the
serious ones and the unserious ones.
Even within ones that are "true", some are not serious.
For example:
Teenagers are not allowed to wear hats or gloves. It's not "in".
Instead, put hands in pockets, scrunch up the shoulders, and complain
about how cold it is. For example: "Sh*t it's f*ckin cold out here!"
This unwritten law, of course, is a corollary to a more general law:
Teenagers are not allowed to do that which their parents suggest,
especially if it makes sense.
/Eric
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109.28 | | AKOCOA::BBARRY | Floating at snorkel-depth | Mon Jan 31 1994 13:30 | 8 |
| Another in the line:
Kids only wear hats *inside* buildings.
Kids wear size 3x shirts so they can keep their hands up the sleeves,
and of course, the cuffs won't accomodate wearing gloves.
/Bob
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109.29 | Impressed | SALEM::GILMAN | | Mon Jan 31 1994 14:30 | 4 |
| Rule for teenagers: NEVER appear impressed by anything involving the
'older generation' (anyone over 18).
Jeff
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109.30 | another | CSLALL::GKOPPS | | Thu Feb 10 1994 13:04 | 4 |
| Those who can't do, teach.
Those wo can't teach, teach gym.
You can't have everything, where would you put it.
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109.31 | re -1 | PIET09::TRUDEAU | | Thu Feb 10 1994 16:04 | 3 |
| I always heard it...
Those who cannot teach, teach teachers!
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109.32 | | NOVA::FISHER | Yes, I would drive 1000 miles to ride a bike | Wed Feb 16 1994 08:14 | 6 |
| and the corrolary:
Those who can do; those who can't, manage;
those who can't manage, manage managers.
ed
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109.33 | The DEC -- er, Digital corollary | OKFINE::KENAH | Nobody knows you're a dog | Wed Feb 16 1994 17:13 | 4 |
| >Those who can do; those who can't, manage;
>those who can't manage, manage managers.
And those who can't manage managers get promoted to VP.
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109.34 | 2 unwritten rules | CVG::THOMPSON | An other snowy day in paradise | Wed Mar 09 1994 14:22 | 5 |
| Never pass up free food.
Never pass up a chance to use the bathroom.
Alfred
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109.35 | | CALDEC::RAH | least likely to get out of Anchorage | Thu Mar 10 1994 00:40 | 2 |
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or a chance to fill the gas tank or get the evening paper.
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109.36 | | NAC::TRAMP::GRADY | Short arms, and deep pockets... | Fri Mar 11 1994 00:55 | 5 |
| ...and the natural corollary to .34: there's no such thing as a free
lunch.
tim
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109.37 | Oh boy... do they taste goooood! | COLA1::BFISCHER | Far away .... so close.... | Wed Mar 16 1994 11:46 | 4 |
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... don't eat too many Jelly Beans on 1 day ....
Birgit
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