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Aug. 5th, 2004

There is a cowboy wandering around the office.

We're having a company picnic next weekend. I fear it. I fear that it is at a ranch, and there are horses, and people wearing large hats, and hay-scrambles and horseshoe tosses and the distinct possibility of a tug-of-war.

It's not so much that I dislike these things--except for the large hats, and I can't qualitatively judge a hay-scramble, it largely depends on who is buried in the hay--mostly, it's being away from my territory, with people trying to goad me into being cheerful. The radioactive heat's going to be a downer.

I can pretend to be one of those people that "has fun," but it's going to be a bitch pretending to be one of those people who "has fun" at an event where the staff is conspicuously dressed as cowboys, and periodically emits "yeehah" noises.

So, as social protest, I'm going to be following the cowboy around and forming the letter "Y". If I can get two other people to help with the rest of the letters, maybe he'll depart in shame.

In planning this, I did notice that my company name has the same rhthym, stress and syllable count as "YMCA," and I'm wondering if I can do something with that.


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Aug. 5th, 2004 11:40 am (UTC)
Why at a ranch in the dead of summer? That's completely illogical. I went with someone to a company picnic that was a crawfish boil at the lake, which made it endurable. People just sat around, ate and drank, and fell into the lake whenever they got too hot.

Is is mandatory for you to attend? O_o Or do you plan on showing up simply to mock them?
Aug. 5th, 2004 12:05 pm (UTC)
It's not "mandatory," but it looks good, and as I'm looking at this place as a career, looking good is important.

(You're wearing *that shirt* again, aren't you, Spotty?)
(Well, yes...)
(To the office?)
Aug. 6th, 2004 01:34 am (UTC)
On the subject of ranch living and U

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Aug. 6th, 2004 09:13 am (UTC)
You could wear a giant foam cowboy hat. At least in that way, you'll shield yourself from the sun's deadly hot rays, be wearing a "cowboy hat" and at the same time mocking the rest of them.

And if you're game, you could throw in a matching pair of foam hands too. So that you could secretly flip people off, but all they'll see is you holding the "We're #1!".

I see it as a win-win, but then you might view it as wearing a giant foam sponge wilting under the heat and your copious amounts of sweat.

Try to have fun either way.
Aug. 6th, 2004 11:53 am (UTC)
Not that I can see anything wrong with wearing large amounts of foam. Eh, I'll just call this a chance to give my hawaiian shirt collection a work-out. Mostly, I'm just bitching pointlessly--there's a free barbeque all-you-can-eat, so I really can't realistically complain :)

Plus, if I get to see the department president covered in sparerib sauce, that'll make her much easier to deal with in the long run. Food is such the ultimate social bond.
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