Friday, April 07, 2006
Weirder than me?
Remember the temp that would bother me on occasion? Well she isn’t temporary anymore. Yeah. Apparently they like her work and she’s permanent now. Yay. It isn’t that bad, she’s a nice lady, but still… I liked the previous lady better. She didn’t yammer incessantly about the Lakers or fill her cubicle with enough knick-knacks to open her own party store.
What is it about some folks and their need to fill their workspace with little plastic toys and junk in general? I’ll admit my desk is far from neat, but I never brought in an entire wind-up pig racing set from home. That was just bizarre. Then she came in one morning and told me about how she went to the toy store to buy her nieces some toys. Then she said, “And I got this for myself, it’s so cute!”
I looked at what “this” was. Remember in the 80s when video games were just emerging onto the scene? The handhelds consisted of little images lighting up on various portions of the screen to imitate animation. What she was so proud of finding was this cheap-looking pink plastic thing with four lavender buttons on it. You push one and this little animated girl “walks” around the “house”. You push another button and she eats a meal. Push another button and she goes to sleep. This is all accompanied by a cheap, tinny-sounding voice of the girl saying various dumb little phrases as she does stuff. It’s… I just can’t see an adult actually wanting to own this.
Yet every morning I’ll hear the blooping and beeping of her pushing the buttons and the tinny voice speaking. It’s weird. She’s weird. Weirder than me. That just doesn’t happen often.
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