05.20.2004 - 7:14 p.m.
Those of us on the Workplace
Management Team (how has it come to be that I am on such a team?
MADNESS I TELL YOU) decided that the engineers, who have been
in heads-down programming mode as we blast merrily by ALL of
our projected ship dates - not by days but by months,
mind you - are on the edge of burnout and therefore needed a
day of blowing off steam.
Yesterday was declared the
official fuck off and do no work day, and let me tell you, it
was a fine, fine day and I highly recommend all offices consider
adopting this sort of thing at least weekly.
My boss took the network down
so geeks couldn't surreptitiously hunker down and code. Our chef
made bagged lunches so people could either stay or take their
food and go home. There was an enormous bowl of M&Ms, from
which I partook most heartily. I brought in my Eddie Izzard DVD
and I am here to say the only thing better than laughing at Eddie
Izzard with one person is laughing with a whole room of people.
I tried to play Super Mario
Cart but apparently my ability to suck at video games knows no
My coworker Brian brought in
a HEDGEHOG and at one point we took a picture of it being balanced
on a dog's head. We fed her mealworms (the hedgehog) and everyone
was happily grossed out by the chompiness of the spiny
Mealworm: "Oh shit."
Hedgehog: "MONCH MONCH MONCH MONCH!"
Us (delighted): "Ewwww!"
Her name is Quilla. Quilla
the hedgehog, could you just fucking die?
My boss (who was wearing shorts,
a definite Workplace anomaly for him) played "Flight of
the Bumblebee" on the piano upstairs, the first time I think
I've ever seen the instrument in use. It was awesome.
I spearheaded an incredibly
immature mission to TP the holy hell out of an office belonging
to a coworker who took off "in order to go home and work".
All I am saying is, if you are provided with an opportunity
to slack off and have fun, and you work in the same building
as me? And you LEAVE in order to be PRODUCTIVE? Expect that you
will have a metric ton of toilet paper in your office when you
return, and just be glad it's not fucking used.
People played pool, computer
games; ate buttered popcorn, laughed.
So, so cool. Yay for us, and
our crappy estimating skills resulting in delayed product launches
and unforeseen workloads!
We're having the house painted. It's gone from a sort of dirty
light grey to what is called Hawthorne Yellow. I had my doubts,
but I like the results so far. It's cheery. Our cheery little
The fucked up thing is that
all the windows are taped off. It's claustrophobic as heck, not
being able to see out any of the windows, or open them, or anything.
I mean, it's not really bothering me…I'm okay, it's cool…it's
just a slight AAAAH I CAN'T BREATHE AAAHHHHHH feeling.
I do like the smell of paint.
I also like the smell of gasoline, although now that it costs
twenty-five damn dollars to fill my tank and you so don't even
want to KNOW what JB's truck costs, I like it a little less.
Anyway, so the house. Yellow.
Tomorrow JB and I are heading
to a cabin (EDIT: WARNING GAY AUDIO WARNING) at Mt.
Rainier to relax, do some hiking, take pictures, watch movies,
and generally try and have a low-key weekend. I hope you have
a good one, whatever/whoever you're doing.
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