Showing posts with label The Boy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Boy. Show all posts

12.13.2006

Conversation with Boy

BOY: I used you as a reference, have you gotten any phone calls or letters in the mail?

ME: I really want you to think about this career as a male stripper that you keep trying to pursue...i mean, think of how you will be objectified and treated like a piece of meat...do you really want that?

But no, they haven't called me yet...

BOY: Well you have to place yourself in the best career that suits your abilities. (heh heh) I applied at the Sherriff’s Office.

ME: Oh really, Mr. Police Man? Great thinking! Now you can use the uniform for your day job AND your night job!

4.13.2006

A Poltergeist and the Return of Boy

I have a poltergeist at my desk.

Yes. A poltergeist. Every couple of days, the power at my desk just…goes out. Just at my desk and Mrs. P’s. (And the copier and the shredder). This has been going on for a couple of weeks. So, I am working and then…fizzle, fizzle, zzzzap, blackness.

Yesterday, it happened like this.

Susie Sunshine: AH! What happened to the copier?
Me: We just lost power.
Susie Sunshine: Where’d it go?
Me: Ummm….Away?
Susie Sunshine: (Approaching with hands on hips…) Brilliant.

Five minutes later after calling the idiot maintenance people who come every day and “fix” the problem:

Susie Sunshine: Did you find it yet?
Me: Nope.

Five minutes later. The “fixers” are here working and the power comes back on.

Two minutes later, it went out again.

Five minutes later, the “fixers” had it working again.

But they were back today. And I am sure they will be back tomorrow. And Monday…….and so on. And so on. And so on. I need to hold an exorcism. Anyone know how to do that?

Because of this lovely poltergeist, has brought the reoccurrence of Boy. Yep. Long time since I mentioned HIM, eh? Well, he started some rather serious email banter last week and has been calling my office to harass me all day today. It’s rather funny actually. Although, I did have to threaten to come over there and tie him up and make him listen to Barry Manilow for the remainder of the work week. Because at the end of the work wee, I have plans that involve beer. And NO Barry Manilow.

But, if nothing else, I did teach him the definition of “thingamabob”.

thingamabob n : something whose name is either forgotten or not known [syn: dohickey, dojigger, doodad, doohickey, gimmick, hickey, gizmo, gismo, gubbins, thingumabob, thingmabob, thingamajig, thingumajig, thingmajig, thingummy]