Thursday, February 15, 2007
Happy Craig Day!
Yesterday was Valentine's Day. And I was due to work my shift at SF, and SF being SF, they made a big deal about it. Being single, I made a big show of acting bitter about the whole thing, which was fun.
Also made it obvious (to everybody who didn't know already) that it was Craig's birthday, who, being Craig, threatened bodily harm to everybody who made any type of reference to his birthday. Also fun!
They had a system where you could buy a valentine lolly and sent it to someone anonymously, which was kinda lame. I ended up going against my instinct to do the opposite of what everyone else is doing and I actually sent two over to someone who (apparently) has a crush on me. I hardly know her and she works one floor below me, so I hardly get to see her (truth be told, I didn't even know who she was until I was instructed by Lucas to check her intranet profile, as he was the one who told me about her). Even after that point, I still never saw her around.
So anyway, I finally caved and thought 'bugger it, I'll send her one', since by this point, there were thank-yous being emailed out left right and somewhere in between (given the anonymous nature of how most people sent the lollies, the thank-yous had to be sent to everybody). I heard that they were running out of lollies, so I went to buy one and, wouldn't you know it, they ran out. So I approached Craig, who, not surprisingly, received something like 15 of the things (possibly from somebody like Damo, who probably would do something like that). He 'sold' me two - I offered genuine Australian currency, but he would only accept used ink-cartridges and my soul. I then had him send them over, as nobody else was around who knew where she sat.
After him giving her a few helpful hints about who it was, she emailed me with thankings (if, in the event that it was, in fact me who sent them). I indicated that she was right and that I was indeed the culprit. Then we played email ping-pong with words and so forth until her shift finished. So I finally got to talk with her and as an added bonus, it was over a medium that I'm familiar with, as opposed to say, talking, which I'm rather hopeless at.
In other news, I saw that dumb Hannibal Rising film that's been released.
Worst Revenge-With-Swords Film Ever.
No, really. Even Kill Bill was better than this.
Also made it obvious (to everybody who didn't know already) that it was Craig's birthday, who, being Craig, threatened bodily harm to everybody who made any type of reference to his birthday. Also fun!
They had a system where you could buy a valentine lolly and sent it to someone anonymously, which was kinda lame. I ended up going against my instinct to do the opposite of what everyone else is doing and I actually sent two over to someone who (apparently) has a crush on me. I hardly know her and she works one floor below me, so I hardly get to see her (truth be told, I didn't even know who she was until I was instructed by Lucas to check her intranet profile, as he was the one who told me about her). Even after that point, I still never saw her around.
So anyway, I finally caved and thought 'bugger it, I'll send her one', since by this point, there were thank-yous being emailed out left right and somewhere in between (given the anonymous nature of how most people sent the lollies, the thank-yous had to be sent to everybody). I heard that they were running out of lollies, so I went to buy one and, wouldn't you know it, they ran out. So I approached Craig, who, not surprisingly, received something like 15 of the things (possibly from somebody like Damo, who probably would do something like that). He 'sold' me two - I offered genuine Australian currency, but he would only accept used ink-cartridges and my soul. I then had him send them over, as nobody else was around who knew where she sat.
After him giving her a few helpful hints about who it was, she emailed me with thankings (if, in the event that it was, in fact me who sent them). I indicated that she was right and that I was indeed the culprit. Then we played email ping-pong with words and so forth until her shift finished. So I finally got to talk with her and as an added bonus, it was over a medium that I'm familiar with, as opposed to say, talking, which I'm rather hopeless at.
In other news, I saw that dumb Hannibal Rising film that's been released.
Worst Revenge-With-Swords Film Ever.
No, really. Even Kill Bill was better than this.
Comments:
I'm so happy I coined the phrase "Happy CraigDay". It works so much better than Birthday. And I got Craig an Artoo Potatoo (A Mr Potato Head with R2D2 parts).
Someone's got a crush on Teeeeed... nyah nyah.
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Someone's got a crush on Teeeeed... nyah nyah.
