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I'm a little spastic at work, feeling the crunch time pressure. We're all blowing off steam in little silly ways. I string some tape across the opening of my cube and attach a sign reading "SEND SCOTCH".
Localization Producer Rachael (who is sometimes my supervisor depending on which hat I'm wearing) walks by, reads the sign, asks "what kind?" I say "ideally, Laphroaig, but whatever." She walks away.
Half an hour later she comes back, slaps a bottle of Laphroaig 10 year on my desk, tears down the sign, and walks away.
These people really do give me just about everything I ask for.
oo! oo! could you ask for more sweaty footage of aragorn?
(or would that be a misuse of such gifts...?)
;)
Posted by: naomi_traveller on August 8, 2003 02:54 PMyeah, it's crunch time and I know that means seeing the light of day pretty rarely (and at the moment, the light is seen between the car and a run into Ikea or Home Depot), but gracious, that's about the coolest thing I've ever heard. I don't see my company ever being quite so successful as yours, but in my wildest dreams, I can't imagine anyone in my company doing that for anyone else. I might see someone plop down a bottle of beer, but even that's a stretch.
Posted by: Joe on August 11, 2003 05:42 AM