Conversation I had this morning with my coworker, Christine, who gets mad when I call her “my coworker” instead of “my kick-ass friend”. So just to clarify, she’s both.
Me: Dude! I’m totally the top story on Geekologie!
Me: Yes! Pull it up!
Top story on Geekologie:
Me: Oh. That’s not me.
Me: Just…go further down.
Christine: “Robotic spider to destroy Liverpool on Friday“?
Me: Fuck. Keep scrolling. Wait…there!
Christine: “Woman gets confusing box of LEGO parts“?
Me: Yeah! I’m “Woman”!
Then I walked next door to my other co-worker’s office and was like “Hey! I was on Geekologie!” and then she’s all “Geek-what-ogie?”” and then I give her a look of profound disappointment and explain that it’s like the Gadgety counterpart of The Superficial so I pull it up and she’s like “The hell? When did you get tranny legos?” and I’m all “YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW ME AT ALL!” and then I went into my office and cried a little. Inside. And then I made some super-complicated pivot-tables in excel and my computer crashed and I half suspect that it’s bringing down the entire company server and I’m afraid to ask if anyone else’s computer is slow now in case they suspect that I caused it.
And then my super-nice boss came in and said “My daughter showed me your blog yesterday and we watched that video where you keep yelling the c-word and I kept telling my daughter ‘That is not the sweet Jenny I know!'” and then I was like “I’M MULTI-FACETED!” And then I realized I was yelling. Also I just found out I’m being relocated to another building like a mile away from all of them. I’m pretty sure none of this is related.
Comment of the day: Where’d you find that cool artsy photo of two alien children sharing a Coke? It’s just so darn cute. ~ I can’t read my nametag