My manager is a crazy Englishman named Des. And I do mean crazy. One small example: he's given all of us fighter pilot names, which he uses in preference to our real names. In case you're wondering, I'm Alpha Lemur. He's Chowder. I usually call him Mr. Chowder, to maintain a properly respectful employer-employee relationship.
I mentioned to Des today that I'm considering holding a Robert Burns supper at Chateau Greyskull (I haven't told him the name of my house yet; I'm afraid it would only lead to me being assigned a new fighter pilot name, most likely She-Ra). He said, "Well if you do have one, you should incorporate spiders into the decor. I remember an anecdote from primary school regarding Robert Burns, that once when he was trapped in a cave he saw a spider climbing up a thread, & it inspired him to continue his struggles no matter what the odds."
"That was Robert the Bruce, not Robert Burns," I replied. "Robert the Bruce was a king of Scotland in the 14th century. Robert Burns was a drunken Scottish poet from much later."
"Indeed he was, Alpha Lemur. But you did not let me complete my thought. You see, I am envisioning a combined theme party, with elements of poetry, drinking, spiders, kingship, Sassanach-whacking, history, & perhaps polecat-hunting, in a fantastic tapestry spanning centuries of Scottish history. Alpha Lemur ... you need to start thinking outside of the box."
And with that he spun on his heel & marched into his office. With my stapler. He steals my stapler at least three times a week. He's also a pen thief.
Edit: This post is now officially designated DesWorld Dispatch #0.
DesWorld Dispatch #0.5.
I mentioned to Des today that I'm considering holding a Robert Burns supper at Chateau Greyskull (I haven't told him the name of my house yet; I'm afraid it would only lead to me being assigned a new fighter pilot name, most likely She-Ra). He said, "Well if you do have one, you should incorporate spiders into the decor. I remember an anecdote from primary school regarding Robert Burns, that once when he was trapped in a cave he saw a spider climbing up a thread, & it inspired him to continue his struggles no matter what the odds."
"That was Robert the Bruce, not Robert Burns," I replied. "Robert the Bruce was a king of Scotland in the 14th century. Robert Burns was a drunken Scottish poet from much later."
"Indeed he was, Alpha Lemur. But you did not let me complete my thought. You see, I am envisioning a combined theme party, with elements of poetry, drinking, spiders, kingship, Sassanach-whacking, history, & perhaps polecat-hunting, in a fantastic tapestry spanning centuries of Scottish history. Alpha Lemur ... you need to start thinking outside of the box."
And with that he spun on his heel & marched into his office. With my stapler. He steals my stapler at least three times a week. He's also a pen thief.
Edit: This post is now officially designated DesWorld Dispatch #0.
DesWorld Dispatch #0.5.