Yet another post, no skating.
Can you tell it's a quiet day? :)
J told me I needed to tell this story, so I will, because it is kind of funny.
Last week we had our annual wine tasting fundraiser at work. It's one of our biggest events of the year. We get lots of wine and food donated, including a huge amount of Cabot cheese. Cabot, for those who don't know, is from VT, and makes some amazing stuff. You should eat it. Anyway...
So as part of the donation, we're supposed to set up a display table at the tasting with their cheese that also has the brochures they're going to send us. It's up to us to make the table look nice and in the process, showcase their product appropriately. Makes sense, right? Well, S. who is in charge of the event apparently wanted "sample pictures" of other events to be sure we did it right. In the past, they didn't care how we set up their donations. Now that they want a fancy table, she's all nervous.
So they email her some photos from another event, and the table has the cheese set up on the cutting boards, with small flower arrangements decorating the table, and the brochures near the front. It's very cute. And then there is the inflatable cow. It's about a foot tall, but sitting on the table is, yes, an inflatable cow. In case you didn't know where the cheese came from? Who knows, but for some reason, S. gets obsessed with these pictures, and decides that rather than use them as a guide (as they were meant), we need to copy them. And this includes the cow.
Outside my office is the graphic design office, where we have an inflatable sheep. (It's a long story, but this is a weird office.) S. walks into my office, carrying the sheep, and says "How do you think we can make this look like a cow for the Cabot table?"
Me: "It's a sheep."
S: "Can we draw spots on it?"
Me: "Then it's going to look like a blow up sheep with spots drawn on with a sharpie. No."
S: "You don't think it'll look like a cow?"
Me: "No. It's a sheep."
S: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yes. Unless we want people asking 'Why is there a sheep with spots drawn on it?' on the cheese table. Put the sheep back."
J told me I needed to tell this story, so I will, because it is kind of funny.
Last week we had our annual wine tasting fundraiser at work. It's one of our biggest events of the year. We get lots of wine and food donated, including a huge amount of Cabot cheese. Cabot, for those who don't know, is from VT, and makes some amazing stuff. You should eat it. Anyway...
So as part of the donation, we're supposed to set up a display table at the tasting with their cheese that also has the brochures they're going to send us. It's up to us to make the table look nice and in the process, showcase their product appropriately. Makes sense, right? Well, S. who is in charge of the event apparently wanted "sample pictures" of other events to be sure we did it right. In the past, they didn't care how we set up their donations. Now that they want a fancy table, she's all nervous.
So they email her some photos from another event, and the table has the cheese set up on the cutting boards, with small flower arrangements decorating the table, and the brochures near the front. It's very cute. And then there is the inflatable cow. It's about a foot tall, but sitting on the table is, yes, an inflatable cow. In case you didn't know where the cheese came from? Who knows, but for some reason, S. gets obsessed with these pictures, and decides that rather than use them as a guide (as they were meant), we need to copy them. And this includes the cow.
Outside my office is the graphic design office, where we have an inflatable sheep. (It's a long story, but this is a weird office.) S. walks into my office, carrying the sheep, and says "How do you think we can make this look like a cow for the Cabot table?"
Me: "It's a sheep."
S: "Can we draw spots on it?"
Me: "Then it's going to look like a blow up sheep with spots drawn on with a sharpie. No."
S: "You don't think it'll look like a cow?"
Me: "No. It's a sheep."
S: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Yes. Unless we want people asking 'Why is there a sheep with spots drawn on it?' on the cheese table. Put the sheep back."