I cured my boss's hiccups....heh, heh, heh

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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So I’m sitting at the computer and my boss, a woman who I must answer to for at least part of my job, is behind me at her desk. We face opposit directions. The office is fairly open—it isn’t broken up by cubicles. While I’m doing what I’m doing (goofing off, I’m sure) she is typing and quitely hiccuping to herself for quite some time. I’ll admit that it was annoying; however, hiccups suck and I’m sure she was suffering enough as it was.

Does being startled really cure hiccups? I get up from my desk and feign using the copier. It is an all in one thing, so I do an imaginary fax so that I can make a lot of beeps and sound like I’m concentrating on dialing the number. I turn. She’s too far away. I take a step, then two as quietly as I can. Not wanting to leave anything to chance, I go for it: “BOO!!!” She screams and just about jumps out of her chair. Gasp for breath she begins to turn and from what I can see, she does not look happy. Uh-oh! “There, now your hiccups are cured.” She stops mid-rotation and thinks for about three or four seconds, and then busts out laughing. As I walk back to my desk she says, “You know? I think you actually did!” I didn’t hear any more hiccups. Dr. Hibbert would be proud. ( 8(1)

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Hehehe…great stuff. :slight_smile: Reminds me of a similar situation in my office a few months back…

While the tech job bubble was in full pre-burst mode, my group thought nothing of breaking up the day with a nice Nerf gun suction-cup-dart fight. After the bubble burst, we knew we had to put the toys away and look busy.

A few months ago, our office’s big, big boss was hiccupping louder than I’ve ever heard anyone hiccup. I’m five cube rows away, and I could hear her loud and clear. After this went on for about ten minutes, it was time to break out the ordnance. I broke out a pair of Nerf pistols, loaded up, and began creeping.

Now, something to keep in mind – when this lady zones in on her work, she zones. People will often enter her cube and have to say her name two or three times before she realizes someone is there. Perfect conditions for a fright mission like this.

I positioned myself less than two feet behind her and aimed for just to the side of each of her ears. Time to let two fly, John Woo double-gun style…<snick><snick><fwap!><fwap!>, darts zipped by either side of her head and stuck to her monitor screen (a specialty of mine from the old days). She lets out a yelp and jumps up, spinning around to see who is taking potshots at her.

She had a look in her eyes like she wanted to yell, but couldn’t quite make sense of the scene. I was standing here, dart gun in each hand, with a dead-serious look on my face. Many people had watched me as I headed to her cube, and anyone who didn’t see it all go down was certainly looking after she yelped, so there was a major audience. She just sort of stood there trembling, saying “Whu? Buh?”

“Hiccup Police, Ma’am. Sorry for the trouble”, I responded very formally, and walked back to my cube.

cue applause from the hiccup-beleaguered masses

It was a fun day. :smiley:

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You’re lucky she didn’t kill you before she realized you were right. :smiley:

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But did you leave the suction cup darts stuck to her monitor as you left?

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Her stubborn yeast infection may be a little trickier.

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Yes, I did. And they sit atop her monitor to this day. :slight_smile:

I think she uses them as a reminder to be a bit more aware of her surroundings.