Moe is from Hong Kong. We have quite a multicultural office. Folks from France, Iran, Russia, Pakistan, Jamaica, the Phillipines… – it’s all really quite cool. Especially around holiday times when people bring in traditional eats to sample! (Yummy!)
That’s weird… when I read your OP, the first thing I thought is “is she from Hong Kong?”. She reminds me greatly of one of the more zany people I worked with when I lived in Hong Kong. I presume the gruel stuff is congee? The single most disgusting breakfast food I’ve ever tasted.
Oh, perhaps I should clarify that it’s not so much a “culture issue” as a “language barrier” issue. Apologies for the confusion.
We have been unable to convey the concept of “urban legends” and “hoax”.
(Oh, how we have tried!)
But that’s just a teensy weensy difficulty, easily overcome (as demonstrated by all the other non-ENglish as a first language folks who work here.) Hence 1 part culture/language, 4 parts coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs.
Mostly, it’s just her freakin’ weirdness.
jjimm does that mean you can tell me what it is? Oh, please, please tell me – I really want to satisfy my curiosity about that stuff!
At first I thought you might be working with my mother-in-law, but she’s not from Hong Kong.
She’s from Ohio.
How unfortunate for you that you prefer crayons…
I had a coworker almost as bad, but she was just plain stupid. She whole-heartedly bought into every single urban legend and scare and even randomly made up some of her own.
*She believed the Darwin Awards were a real award, and didn’t get that you had to die to get one, or why that was relevant.
*She refused to eat Reese’s Cups because “there can be up to 5 rat hairs each in them!”
*She refused to eat at Olive Garden because she claimed that they don’t wash the dishes there, but instead hire people to just scrape the food off with their fingernails. (Yeah, THAT’S cost-effective!)
*She asked “how many of our patients have AIDS?” (It was an orthodontist’s office.)
*She was 100% positive the entire world was going to grind to a screeching halt as a result of the year 2000 bug, and was constantly talking about how her family was stocking up on canned goods and generators. When I mentioned I was probably staying home on New Years “And off the road” (meaning away from drunk drivers) she said “oh, because your lights won’t work after midnight!” I told her “Jebus, Judy, my car doesn’t even know what DAY it is, much less what YEAR!” She also made sure to remind us to get all our money out of the bank before new years, since none of the ATMs or computers would work.
*She had the world’s worst, most contrived “sneeze” noise. Instead of merely stifling it, or proceeding with the accepted “ah-CHOO” she would somehow sneeze backwards in a bizarre “snuff-MWEEEEP!” and convulse absurdly while she did it.
*Did I mention she was an idiot? She would stand and watch you unpack a box for a few seconds and then ask “what 'cha doin?” Me: “I. am. unpacking. a. box. Judy.” Judy: “Do you need help?” Me: “Judy, you can see as well as I can that there are two things in this box, and one of them is the packing slip I just threw away. What exactly is it you plan to help me with?”
When she FINALLY quit her “letter of resignation” was written on wide-ruled notebook paper in pencil, folded and Scotch-taped closed, and had the boss’s name written on the outside IN CRAYON – I could not make that up!
At least she always left the building for lunch. I didn’t need a critique of everything the rest of us were eating (which we got anyway whenever the boss would take us out to lunch. She would order a hamburger charred black and then still not eat it anyway because why take the chance?)
Man, I don’t miss her at all. Someday I hope Moe will be behind you as well.
Pfeh! Real gourmands eat for the rat poop.
Moe licks her plate when she’s done.
Only the ones that bite.
(Ow! Ow! I kid. I kid! Friendly humour! OW! Don’t beat me! Ow! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!)
I… I… I don’t know what to say… She resigned in pencil and crayon??? jaw on floor Wow.
Does she shower regularly? I worked with someone from Europe who always ate funky food and didn’t shower. The combination was disgusting!
Yes, Moe is showered and well-groomed… For now.
Og knows what’ll happen if the next urban legend she gets by e-mail is the “Deoderant Gives You Breast Cancer” one.
What KIND of wedding dress? The big fancy kind with the sequins and poufs and butt bows, or just a simple white sheath?
I had a cow-orker who’s sneeze was more contrived than that. Most people make a “Cha” sound, or a “Hut-Chu” type of thing. This lady went “ah-Choo”. Just like that. Just like it reads. “ah-Choo”. No expectorating, pulmonary-spasm type explosion through the nose, just “ah-Choo”, at a tone just a tad louder than speaking voice.
You know I love you, E_C, but I have to disagree with you, hon. It sounds like obsessive-compulsive disorder, with a touch of paranoid anxiety. You can have OCD/AD without being depressed or moody.
But is she HOT?
Very very entertaining descriptions Eats_Crayons.
We want moe pics!
Show us the honey.
Somehow, this does not surprise me in the least.