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Jul. 29th, 2008 11:01 amSomething silly and fun just happened at work, and I need to share. The office is comprised of myself and a family: Jill, her son Chris, and Chris's wife Lara. Today is Chris's birthday.
I printed a bitmap of a hippopotomas, a shuttlecock, and two ewes (Hippo Birdie Two Ewes). I then went to Dunkin Donuts and picked up a dozen of his favorites, using extra D&D stickers to affix the bitmap to the top of the donut box, and brought that back to work. Yes they pay me to do these crazy things.
There is a tree service on site today, removing some trees that were damaged to the point of being dangerous in a recent storm (one was even lightning-struck. how cool is that?) Lara said something to the effect of "wouldn't it be funny if we put a log in here?" (never say something like that unless you want me to act on it, by the way). So I asked very nicely, and one of the tree service guys rolled an end-table-sized log into the middle of our office. The donut box is sitting on it.
The nice tree man asked me why I wanted the log, so I told him, "It's the boss's birthday and we want to mess with him." This is apparently the right answer.
I printed a bitmap of a hippopotomas, a shuttlecock, and two ewes (Hippo Birdie Two Ewes). I then went to Dunkin Donuts and picked up a dozen of his favorites, using extra D&D stickers to affix the bitmap to the top of the donut box, and brought that back to work. Yes they pay me to do these crazy things.
There is a tree service on site today, removing some trees that were damaged to the point of being dangerous in a recent storm (one was even lightning-struck. how cool is that?) Lara said something to the effect of "wouldn't it be funny if we put a log in here?" (never say something like that unless you want me to act on it, by the way). So I asked very nicely, and one of the tree service guys rolled an end-table-sized log into the middle of our office. The donut box is sitting on it.
The nice tree man asked me why I wanted the log, so I told him, "It's the boss's birthday and we want to mess with him." This is apparently the right answer.
