Putting the “Fun” Back in “Disposing of Documents ConFUNdentially”
Mar 12th, 2008 by Max
I saw this parked outside my place of work a few minutes ago.
Clever girl.
I’m very glad someone founded this company (in, I imagine, 1991), because that means they had to go down to some sort of municipal building and write a check to register “Shreddersaurus”. And then they had hire an airbrushing professional to paint their fleet of trucks.
“Hey, Stevey Dan, I know you are the best state fair spray-artist in all of New York so you must be super busy, but listen up. First, I want you to forget everything you thought you knew about both dinosaurs AND paper shredding. Actually, remember all the stuff about paper shredding, and just forget what you knew about what dinosaurs eat. Because in this case the dinosaurs eat paper.”
No doubt this is one of the most x-treme confidential document shredding companies in all of Radhattan. Imagine how well this will do once Jurassic Park 4 comes out? Dinosaurs are H-O-T. Shreddersaurus has a lock on the business of every office that needs to dispose of paper and also has a 13 year old boy for an office manager.
So close. No joke, but I’m pretty sure my AOL screen name in 6th grade was SHRED69.
I imagine that if I were to hire Shreddersaurus for my business, I would be greeted one morning by several bodybuilders wearing Shreddersaurus muscleshirts and lime green Zubaz pants. They’re all wielding chainsaws, and all simultaneously saying the company’s catchphrase (like “It’s Shreddin’ time” but stupider) just before knocking down a random door and destroying every piece of paper in sight.
Then they would hand me a bill for one million dollars, but I wouldn’t complain, because the guy with the mohawk still has his chainsaw on.