Some of you noticed that Frank J. hasn’t been around this week. That prompted some to wonder, “Where’s Frank?”
So, just where is Frank?
Well, actually, I don’t know. Turns out he doesn’t report to me. I checked the IMAO org chart. Here’s a copy:
See?
But, it may give us an idea of where Frank J. has been. Here are ideas:
- Fixing the Obamacare Website. Not so that it’ll work, but that it’ll finally accept payments. To Frank J’s PayPal account.
- Standing in line at Best Buy.
- Standing in line at the Apple Store. For a frikkin’ gift card.
- Standing in line at Walmart.
- At home. He just forgot to set his alarm.
- Standing in line at StubHub for tickets to Boise State’s bowl game. And, no, he doesn’t really understand StubHub.
- At home, searching his files, trying to remember why he ever let me have keys to this place.
What about you? Where do you think Frank J. is? What’s he been up to?
An even bigger question is: Does Frank know where Frank is? He may have lost himself like an Alzheimer’s patient wondering off into the woods.
It’s got something to do with potatoes.
He’s in Idaho. EVERYTHING there has something to do with potatoes.
The last I heard he had bought a red and white striped long sleeve shirt and cap and a pair of oval plastic glasses and was heading to the food court.
* Trying to get a rise out of Frank even when he’s here is virtually futile.
* He saw shiny things while putting out the garbage and hasn’t come back.
* His car broke and he had to walk home from work. But he forgot he doesn’t live in Florida anymore. He’s in Wyoming somewhere at the moment headed east.
* He went real estate shopping and bought the farm.
Afloat and adrift in a sea of gravy.
Well, I know where he’s not because I am alone in my cubicle pushing buttons and hoping for the best.
i think he is playing hide and seek with baby frank. what he doesn’t realize is that baby frank quit looking for him three days ago.
I figured he was taking his meds so his calmer personalities were on top.
hangin’ with Waldo
… rolling in bitcoins like Scrooge McDuck.
… heard a sharknado was coming for real.
Who’s this Frnak person you speak of?
Writer’s block + two toddlers = give Frank a break!
I’m quite certain he’s somewhere punching John Kerry in the face.
Making preparations for nuking the moon.
Where’s the pole? Anything that involves Frank J. and stick figure drawings has to include a pole……. where else would he get that kind of cash?