I have many toys on my desk. One of them is a wind-up that has three airplanes that circle the control tower when wound. I also have one of those squeezy alien dolls things. In order to kill time on Friday, my coworker and I attached the squeezy doll to the airplane toy with three rubber bands, arranged in a complex, yet completely structurally sound manner. Now, when the toy is wound, the airplanes circle, and the squeezy doll twirls. I think my entire department has marched into my office demanding to see this new, exciting addition to the department.
I dare you to come up with something more mundane than that.
I just watched Sesame Street followed by Teletubbies. Next comes Barney. After that I’ll read 3 or 4 books about 5 times each before taking a luxurious shower with my 16 month old.
My eyeglasses come with sunglass attachments that are magnetized, so the ends of the eyeglasses also have magnets on them. I just attached about 10 paperclips to each side, just to see how many I could get on there pointing straight up and down. I’m sitting in here(with paperclips around my face) waiting for someone to walk in my office, look at me, and tell me to take the rest of the day off.
I was just sitting here looking at a glass of pop (or “soda” depending on where you live) that has been sitting here, unfinished, for about a week. There aren’t any bubbles left, obviously. It’s almost irresistible, the urge to drink it anyway. But instead I’m just debating whether to leave it or walk to the sink and dump it.
In the men’s room in my office theres a little sign reading “Person in charge of cleaning and maintainence of this restroom:” and in the space provided it says “Jesus” in ball point pen and it gives his security badge number.
I’ve been obsessing about this all day. Wouldn’t you expect the restroom to be immaculatly clean with a paper towel dispensor that magically never ran out of towels and squirty liquid soap that cured leporosy?
If “mundane” means the same thing as “bizarre” than I vote for psycat too. But I think she only gets the day off if she leaves the paper clips on her glasses all day!
I sit in an ultramodern, ergonomic, simulated wood (where it’s not burlap) efficiency module with my computer in the corner and “work surfaces” on either side. I just measured the depth of the stacks of paper on either side. Nine inches on the right and ten inches on the left. I’m not sure I should count the left one because the top two items are the Boeing phone book and a textbook on stellar structure and evolution that I only pulled out to answer a question in the “Comments About Mailbag Answers” forum.
p.s. Inky- – Jesus is a fairly common Hispanic name.
p.p.s. I think the Boeing Company just topped my personal mundanity – the University of Washington marching band just pulled up outside and is now playing “Tequila” while standing outside in the rain, guarded(!) by Boeing security personnel. Unfortunately this building (just like every other building in this facility, does not have windows that can be opened so all we get is a muffled rendition – just the highlights, so to speak.
I just took apart several different colors of Post-It notes and then stuck them back together so it would make a rainbow of colors. They’re less boring that way.
I’m waiting for someone to ask where “the ones like that” are in the Staples catalog.
My throat is sore. There are cough drops in my book bag, but that’s in my car. I only have my purse with me, and there aren’t any cough drops in it. Damn.
The Locomotion is playing on the radio and I just stuck the sixth thumbtack in my left hand. A clear one just fell out. now there are five and i’m thinking of that scene in the fugitive where all the prosthetic legs are hanging like cattle carcasses.
