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How we have fun at my office
Aug. 7th, 2004 04:24 pmIf you remember, the latest manifestation of the ideological warfare between my boss and myself involved me taping a sign that said BE LIKE POL POT! (ASK ME HOW) to his back.
Apparently someone came by the office the next day, saw the sign lying around, did a WTF doubletake and, naturally, inquired. My boss deadpanned that we had a new broad basis of unity in the office, with the only baseline requirement being support for Pol Pot.
My boss called from Cleveland yesterday with instructions on what needed to be fixed in the segment I am working on.
"Boss, I miss you," I said, "even though after the Revolution you would put me in camps. Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you send me to the camps?"
"I wouldn't send you to the camps," he said.
"Yes, you would," I insisted dramatically. "You would totally send me to the camps TO DIE, if it was for the good of the Revolution."
"No, I would send you to the camps to learn how to play tennis and how to think correctly!"
A few minutes later he called back.
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anthrochica, I changed my mind. I wouldn't send you to the camps, I would give you an AK-47 and make you my personal bodyguard."
"You hear that, everyone!" I announced. "Boss would give me an AK-47 and make me his personal bodyguard."
B. looked distinctly uncomfortable at that and mumbled "but you already have all those knives."
Also, of course we all know how the Terrormeter (TM) system works, since Orwell is a High School Curriculum author, but visual aides are like like a party in my brain, the colored graphs and charts are like joyrides for the NeoCon(ey) Island of the Mind. So, this Chart of Bush Ratings vs. Terror Alerts is for all of you. Happy Saturday!
Apparently someone came by the office the next day, saw the sign lying around, did a WTF doubletake and, naturally, inquired. My boss deadpanned that we had a new broad basis of unity in the office, with the only baseline requirement being support for Pol Pot.
My boss called from Cleveland yesterday with instructions on what needed to be fixed in the segment I am working on.
"Boss, I miss you," I said, "even though after the Revolution you would put me in camps. Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you send me to the camps?"
"I wouldn't send you to the camps," he said.
"Yes, you would," I insisted dramatically. "You would totally send me to the camps TO DIE, if it was for the good of the Revolution."
"No, I would send you to the camps to learn how to play tennis and how to think correctly!"
A few minutes later he called back.
"
anthrochica, I changed my mind. I wouldn't send you to the camps, I would give you an AK-47 and make you my personal bodyguard.""You hear that, everyone!" I announced. "Boss would give me an AK-47 and make me his personal bodyguard."
B. looked distinctly uncomfortable at that and mumbled "but you already have all those knives."
Also, of course we all know how the Terrormeter (TM) system works, since Orwell is a High School Curriculum author, but visual aides are like like a party in my brain, the colored graphs and charts are like joyrides for the NeoCon(ey) Island of the Mind. So, this Chart of Bush Ratings vs. Terror Alerts is for all of you. Happy Saturday!
