Jun 24, 2006 20:48
Man, my boss is driving me crazy. He calls when I'm working (and from what I hear from my coworkers ONLY when I'm working) with the weirest questions. I could understand things like "What did we do in sales so far?" or "Do we have a copy of Batman Hush vol 1 on the shelves right now?" but things like, "What day of the week is the seventeenth of next month?" * or "How long is the keyboard?" * or today's question, "What is Adventure Comics #247 priced at in Overstreet?" *.
He always sounds rushed when he asks me things like this. He once asked me if I knew how to make spagetti, just basic spagetti. I'm starting to feel like one of the crazy gopher people in movies like Two Weeks Notice or The Devil Wears Prada. Seriously. The worst part is, nothing ever comes of it. He's never done anything with the keyboard, or anything involving the square footage of the store as far as I can tell. Yes, he's asked me for the square footage of the store. That wouldn't be so bad, except our store is wonky shaped. Stinkin' geometry.
He also asks me weird pop culture trivia stuff.
"Who were the people in Party of Five?" *
"Do you know who wrote Kabuki?" *
"What's Joss Wheadon's next project?" *
"What was Whitney Houston's first album called?" *
It's insane. I don't even know half this shit. Rrr.
* actual question. No lie.