Shit my boss says...
Pick me up!!

[me]:  We have a pickup in B172.  1-7-2.

«<10 minutes later»>

[BOSS]:  I don’t see anyone here in 172 lot.

[me]:  Umm, not the 172 lot… building 172.

[BOSS]:  The access station?

[me]:  Yup.

[BOSS]:  Well that’s lot 150.

[me]:  Right.

[BOSS]:  But you said 172.

[me]:  /facepalm

Suspicious Package!

[me]:  We just had some guy drive up to the airport entrance, sit there for a few minutes, and then scatter when I tried to reach him via the intercom.  He said nothing, then threw a large black garbage bag onto the ground before driving off.  I need you to go and check that out.

[BOSS]:  No.  I don’t do no bombs.

[me]:  Uhh.

Overtime Priorities…

“[Anonymous] asked for a couple of extra days of overtime because she’s got surgery, so I gave her the days you asked for because she needs the money more than you do.”

Titties, titties, everywhere!

“We not allowed to enter the women’s restroom because we might walk in and see some titties hangin’ out.”

Preferential Treatment

“Day shift usually calls off [when they’re sick] an hour or so before their shift starts because they sleep ‘til 3am.  That ain’t gonna fly on nights.  You guys need to call in by at least 1pm.”