Sep 06, 2009 17:09
Rob is fond of throwing things and Tamela and I constantly dodge random items during the day. His favorite items to throw are lids - he hurls them like frisbees across the entire department. He's even landed them in our cakes before.
I was putting stuff away this afternoon when I came across a frisbee-lid on my shelf that had been tossed at me sometime earlier. I grabbed it, turned around and threw it through the kitchen toward Rob, who had his back to me. I usually suck at this.
Usually.
It would have struck him right in the shoulder. If he hadn't turned around.
Instead, he turned and the lid hit him right in the face. He flinched and staggered, and my hands flew to my face in horror.
"Oh shit!" I shrieked.
He turned and stared at me. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
"Are you okay?"
"YOU GOT ME ON THE FIRST TRY THAT WAS SO AWESOME!"
Five minutes later, I could still hear him cackling across the department as he told people, "Kirsti hit me right in the face, it was so perfect!"
Edit: he just commented on my Facebook status where I mentioned what I did today: "you forgot 'tagged Rob in the face with a frisbee'".
Serious management win.
work bullshit