Thursday, February 14, 2008
Had another voodoo bumpity-boo with our favorite red-headed Financial Voodoo Priestess this afternoon. She was showing off her newest shrunken head - fresh off the shoulders of a Front Office Yutz whom she'd caught using the "corporate" charge card to rent chairs for an office party.
Chairs? Why would anyone rent chairs?
So the strippers would have a place to sit.
Damn, she's good. I never even saw that one coming. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy the company of women who are smarter than I am. It's just that whenever she shows me her necklace of shrunken heads during a meeting, I get this feeling that I should have worn a catcher's mask and a cup.
She told me that her husband has a website that I and the other Winged Monkeys of Software should see. A wet dread ran through my veins. She wrote the URL on the back of my notes for the meeting. It had the word GAMERZ in it. That could only be something evil, I thought, something so evil I wouldn't dare open a link to at work - especially not with this being contract renewal season for our resident network nazi - Earl, The Son of Santa. Let me quote ... "Ho, ho, ho, Mother F*cker. I gotcha now" ... For him Renewal IS the 'come to Jesus' event from the movie Logan's Run. The only difference is that in Earl's version of the movie, he gets renewed by throwing the bodies of enough network users onto the big red bug zapper. He detects the offense using his "proprietary computer forensic methods" and *poof* the victims connectivity privileges vanish in puffs of smoke.
After the meeting, I was thinking about how I should spin this for the ol' blog. I visited the restroom to try to wash off the dirty feeling I get from gatherings like this. As I was drying my hands I noticed some graffiti in the mirror. Someone had left me a sign ... Flush twice; it's a long way to the main cafeteria ...
Here's a link to the Voodoo Priestess' husband's website.
They've got a screenplay (and who doesn't?) they're trying to get noticed. There is some interesting and fun original material, even a music video love song to a video game. I'll have to take a look at it again in a few days when the monetary "shock and awe" from today's meeting with the Priestess has worn off.