Nick Smith smells like coffee
Okay, so I though it would be funny. Well, at least in sounded funny in my head. I really didn't see it coming, although I should have, because these things love to come my way. I've had a revelation actually fro
m this event, and I know now that my "becca blunders" have nothing to do with God's great sense of humor anymore...most of the time, it's just my own psychoness. ha!Hmmm, well, I was walking back to my cubicle when I saw a halloween-type-scary-hand aparatus thing, as I was turning the corner. Wait, let me explain this a little better. The toy was of the kind that you turn on with a little switch...the arm looks real to begin with, then you got the drooling-fake blood running down the arm...all you need to do is then turn it on with a flick of your finger...oh, ever so scary!!! The boney-arthritic stricken fingers twisted and swayed in a macabre-witch-murderous-type way...I couldn't resist, I had to play a little prank.
Me and Nick carpool to Dell, so we came in early for overtime. We sat upstairs this time with another manager, Amy Lesperance, so I thought a little prank before getting on the phones wouldn't hurt...especially since our real manager wasn't present. I crept up close to his cubicle, on the opposite side, and I could here that he was already trying to close a sale (I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to totally freak him out). Yeah, well, huh...sort of didn't happen like I expected.
I quickly put the fake arm on the railing of the cubicle and tried hard to turn the switch on. Needless to say, I tried a little too hard to turn the switch on...and I just ended up totally dropping it flat on his desk. What I didn't know was that Nick had a full 16oz styrofoam cup of coffee, which of course spilled all over his pants. I sware, not even a drop landed on his desk! Everything gladly splattered all over his pants.
Now Nick Smith smells like coffee, all shift long, all day long, coffee, coffee, coffee. He didn't even get mad at me. Wow. He prolly wanted to smack me across the face, but didn't cuz I'm a girl (or whatever). I'm surprised we still get along after that little incident. O'well. He got new pants, thats all that matters.
posted by Becca @ 1:05 PM
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