What's my ethnicity? Since it's March 17 I'll have to say I'm Irish for a day. Ask me tomorrow though and I'll say Danish and Venezuelan for life.
by North Central Johnny June 26, 2009
When an otherwise talented employee is faced with a number of artifically imposed impediments to his/her promotion because he/she displays some personality trait that supervisors find threatening or objectionable.
That new account manager is smarter than the department head. The account manager speaks three languages and has an MBA. They've put him on the obstacle track to success. They're saying now that he's not getting along well with his co-workers and he doesn't seem to enjoy being here. That's supposedly why he wasn't promoted.
by North Central Johnny March 26, 2009
A piercing on the third finger of the left hand to hold a diamond that shows that a girl is committed to a boyfriend.
That's not a ring she's wearing. It's a promise piercing. That's a rock stuck in her finger like a nose stud. I wish a girl could show that kind of commitment to me. I'm lucky if I don't get stood up for tacos at Tacky's.
by North Central Johnny June 26, 2009
Don't insult him by saying that Italian war medal must be Ragu. The meal was personally made for him by Giada.
by North Central Johnny October 08, 2009
When the Magicians and the Knowers took out their zip guns we jumped into a Brooklyn foxhole, an abandoned '41 Chevy in this case.
by North Central Johnny June 17, 2009
When a full-time employee secretly works less than 40 hours a week and collects full-time pay and benefits.
Stealth parttiming involves mainly sitting where the boss doesn't get a good view of when you come in and leave. If you can get a cubicle in a shadowy corner you can begin coming in late, taking long lunches, and leaving early. Just hope that the company doesn't decide to install a time clock.
by North Central Johnny March 25, 2009
A form of bowling that requires the player to swing a ball suspended from a cord at bowling pins instead of rolling it on the floor of a lane.
The gangster's moll asked me to play a game of aerial bowling at that new Catskills joint and beat me 68 to 64. It don't mean a thing if you ain't got that swing. But I had to let her beat me of course. He wasn't there, but he had plenty of eyes present nonetheless.
by North Central Johnny July 02, 2009