These are the sort of things that pass for humour at work.
A: Anybody know anything about the new assistant assistant manager?
B: Hasn't done much of anything yet. According to his credentials he's worked at a few other bookstores, and has also worked for x and y and z publishing companies.
C: Someone with relevant experience in the industry? That doesn't sound like the kind of manager we'd hire.
A: He looks young for a guy to have had that many jobs. I have contacts with a few of those places. I'll see what I can find out.
B: I'll call a few of the publishing companies.
Old hand, to a temp newbie: I can't help you with that. You have to talk to Al.
Newbie: Which one's Al?
Old hand: You've seen him. Ugly guy. Looks like a douche bag.
Newbie pauses for a second, thinking. Then the light goes on: Oh, him.
Coworker: All I want is to drink until my liver explodes, I fall into a coma and die a slow lingering death swimming in my own excrement. Is that too much to ask?
A; What's with the ambulance and police?
B: D. had heart palpitations.
C: No way! D. has a heart condition?
A: No way! D. has a heart?
X: If you keep smoking, you'll die.
Y: Death is only an issue to those who aren't already in Hell.
Q: Did you see (NDP party leader) Jack Layton's funeral?
R: No, but I approved of it, and heartily wish more politicians would have one, soon.
C; Did you make the calls?
A; Yeah. Turns out he got fired.
C: Fired? From which one?
B: All of them.
B: Yup. One of my contacts broke out laughing when I said we'd hired him.
C: Sighs. Now that sounds like someone we'd hire.