I just have to say once again how much I love working at a place where everyone has a good sense of humor, and where my co-workers do their very best to keep up with my bally-hoo.
Today provided another opportunity for me to shine. My boss (who is notorious for giving me projects with extremely vague explanations) gave me an especially fun task. He said, "I need you to call Victor Idaho." That's it. No further explanation given, until I pressed my luck and replied, "Is he related to Johnny Utah??" which was followed by the sounds of chirping crickets, blowing tumbleweed, and a blank stare from my boss. This was immediately followed by my "Awkward Moment Hand Movement", and my accusing tone, "Guess you've never seen Point Break.........".
He hadn't.
Evidently, Victor Idaho is a place, not a person. But I hardly think it's my faux pas. My duty was to call the city and get the phone numbers for the building commission, and then call the architecht for the address of the building site. Sounds easy enough, right?
Wrong. As it turns out, there is only ONE phone number for the entire city government of Victor Idaho, and they don't have call waiting. After about a thousand busy signals and an hour later, I still hadn't gotten any further with my search for the address. The architecht passed me off to the Civil Engineer, who was out of the office and would not return until December. Maybe I exaggerate a bit, but not a lot. When he finally returned my call, HE didn't even know the address. The only clues I had were some street names written on the plans, which according to MapQuest and Yahoo Maps, did not exist on planet Earth.
I started to feel like I was on some kind of fantasy quest - searching for a mystical creature that was un-catchable. There seemed to be no hope of ever finding out where this building was going to be constructed. I did, however, get the names and addresses of several tasty restaurants in Vincent. My boss promised to visit Grumpy's Goat Shack and take a picture for me.
Not one to be deterred, I continued on my quest and was struck with a brilliant, truly BRILLIANT idea. If I couldn't find the address, I'd just make something up, and find THAT, just so it would look like I accomplished something! My boss would be so impressed with my treasure hunting skills.
As you can see in the picture, and inspired by Senor Lightning Bolt, I printed out a picture of a pot of gold and stuck it to a random page within the plans. When my boss came back, he asked if I'd found the address and other information. While Jen & Krysti sat by, stifling giggles, my boss and I had the following exchange:
Boss: Did you get that address?
Bone Junior: No..... but have you looked at these plans at all?
Boss: No, why?
Bone Junior: You haven't looked at them at all??? (excitedly flipping through the plans) You'll never believe what I found!
Boss: (getting excited and intrigued) What did you find?
Bone Junior: I called the city, and even though they couldn't tell me the address, they DID give me the exact location of something even better!!!
Boss: What is it!!!!!
Bone Junior: (pointing to the treasure with a grand flourish) I found the pot of gold!!!
Boss: (no words at this point, just marked disappointment and a dejected sigh that said, 'You are retarded and I want to fire you'.)
Behold the work of art.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
More Job Shenanigans
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oh oh oh! you are silly!!
i love your creative mind
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