Some monkeys have three hands.
"Hey... Ace!"
My manager caught me changing the label outside my office.
"So what's this about? Is this something new? Everybody gets a nom de plume?"
Umm... no.
"Ehhh.. nah... I was just bored so-"
... so I spent an hour or so this morning printing up substitute labels to slide into the name slot by my door. Most were my name with a ludicrous nickname listed in quotes ("ace", "rusty", "ultimo", "inscrutable") while a few were just bizarre fortune cookie-esque aphorisms ("foosball is the way" and "peanut butter is a faceless killer").
"What's that? You said you were bored?!?"
Ah shit. He stopped in place. Turned. He was headed back towards my office. I had to head this one off at the pass.
"No. I just wanted to spice things up... uhhh... keep things fresh..."
I have mountains of work I could be doing. I am not doing it at the moment because it bores me. The last thing I need is another unexpected assignment from my supervisor.
"So, 'Ace' is that an old nickname or is this something new?"
Our witty banter was beginning to bore me.
"It's new."
Go away.
"Okay, then.... Ace."
He emphasized the name extra hard. As he wandered down to his office, I wanted to tear the label up.
My manager caught me changing the label outside my office.
"So what's this about? Is this something new? Everybody gets a nom de plume?"
Umm... no.
"Ehhh.. nah... I was just bored so-"
... so I spent an hour or so this morning printing up substitute labels to slide into the name slot by my door. Most were my name with a ludicrous nickname listed in quotes ("ace", "rusty", "ultimo", "inscrutable") while a few were just bizarre fortune cookie-esque aphorisms ("foosball is the way" and "peanut butter is a faceless killer").
"What's that? You said you were bored?!?"
Ah shit. He stopped in place. Turned. He was headed back towards my office. I had to head this one off at the pass.
"No. I just wanted to spice things up... uhhh... keep things fresh..."
I have mountains of work I could be doing. I am not doing it at the moment because it bores me. The last thing I need is another unexpected assignment from my supervisor.
"So, 'Ace' is that an old nickname or is this something new?"
Our witty banter was beginning to bore me.
"It's new."
Go away.
"Okay, then.... Ace."
He emphasized the name extra hard. As he wandered down to his office, I wanted to tear the label up.