A female contractor tasked with writing technical documentation for large software products who admittedly knows nothing about the software but insists upon asking an unending series of unnecessary questions and stands in your cube until you answer. Calling you at home on weekends is not out of bounds.
Bill: Hey, Mark, guess who called last night?
Mark: Let me guess, the documentrix.
Bill: Yeah, I almost interrupted my paddle whacking to answer the phone but I saw it was her number.
Mark: You couldn't finish after that, could you?
Bill: No. Pretty disappointing.
Mark: Let me guess, the documentrix.
Bill: Yeah, I almost interrupted my paddle whacking to answer the phone but I saw it was her number.
Mark: You couldn't finish after that, could you?
Bill: No. Pretty disappointing.
by Soon 2. B. Unemployed March 18, 2011

My mom said I'd grow hair on my palms if I kept polishing Yul Brenner's head, but I'm determined to wear that hair off.
by Soon 2. B. Unemployed March 18, 2011

The act of faking an injury in an athletic competition in which your team is losing by a lot so you don't have to play anymore.
Dad: I'm sorry your basketball game turned out so bad. But did you see the way Mary collapsed in the middle of the floor? It was an Academy Award-winning slow motion fall. Eyes rolled up to the ceiling with a slow spin to the floor. No one touched her!
Daughter: I know. Scoreboard injury. She had to lay there for a while to make it look good.
Dad: Well, at least the other girls on the team who care about playing got playing time.
Daughter: I know. Scoreboard injury. She had to lay there for a while to make it look good.
Dad: Well, at least the other girls on the team who care about playing got playing time.
by Soon 2. B. Unemployed January 01, 2012
