Sorry for the hiatus, I was parent sitting (my father really hates when I sit on him, but sometimes he deserves it).
I was going to write up the second half of the Henny Penny story, but I lost interest half way through, so instead I am going to put up some musings, ramblings and other assorted b.s. that I will pass for a blog entry.
I promise to finish the story later this week though.
Today is about retirements. Every office has them. We all dread them, but are obliged to attend. Worse, sometimes we get volunteered to actually plan them.
One of my coworkers is retiring in two months. It is my dubious honor to be in charge of his retirement photo album (who dreams up this stuff?) I would have tried to bow out, slipped an extra fiver into the gift fund, but I was threatened with additional, larger and more intricate duties should I pass this one up.
The concept is simple. Take pictures of all the coworkers and place them, along with index cards that have best wishes and cute anecdotes scribbled onto them, into a cute and heartfelt photo album.
The problem is that the guy is a total non-entity. A nice enough fellow I guess, but mostly I know him as an affable do nothing, so I am in a quandry as to how to fill out that evil little index card. Gone are the days when I could scribble something trite and illegible with my signature...now it has to actually say something...enough to fill up a recipe sized index card.
I had some ideas:
HAD A GREAT TIME HANGING OUT AT THE OFFICE PARTIES WITH YOU...BY THE WAY, WHAT DO YOU DO AGAIN?
HAVE A HAPPY RETIREMENT, NOW YOU DON'T HAVE TO COMMUTE FOR 30 MINUTES JUST TO SURF THE INTERNET.
Okay, so I can't write those things, but I can dream can't I?
This guy plays golf, which might be something I could glom onto, the trouble is that I have never truly appreciated a sport that consists of trying to get a tiny little ball into a tiny little hole far far way. Sounds like the definition of frustration to me. Give me a good game of Hockey over Golf any day. At least there is the chance that a good brawl will break out.
Posted by sychotic1
at 3:03 PM PDT