There are moments when I realize I'm slightly different.
One of those moments happened today at work. I was sitting at my desk, staring blankly at the screen, trying not to think about the dozens of emails waiting in my inbox.
So I look to the side of my desk where a popcorn ball with a pen stabbed in it sits. When a company passed these delightful treats out last Halloween, I thought one would make a perfect pen holder. Preservatives being what they are in American food, the ball had held up nicely.
So in my boredom, I grab more pens from my backpack, and decide I'm going to make a tripod formation on the base so the popcorn ball looks like some sort of strange UFO. After I stabbed in the final pen, the entire ball ripped in half, showering my desk with popcorn.
A similar incident once happened in a diner with a little plastic cream container.
Sometimes things just explode in my presence. Maybe I just carry a strange sort of kinetic energy.
One of those moments happened today at work. I was sitting at my desk, staring blankly at the screen, trying not to think about the dozens of emails waiting in my inbox.
So I look to the side of my desk where a popcorn ball with a pen stabbed in it sits. When a company passed these delightful treats out last Halloween, I thought one would make a perfect pen holder. Preservatives being what they are in American food, the ball had held up nicely.
So in my boredom, I grab more pens from my backpack, and decide I'm going to make a tripod formation on the base so the popcorn ball looks like some sort of strange UFO. After I stabbed in the final pen, the entire ball ripped in half, showering my desk with popcorn.
A similar incident once happened in a diner with a little plastic cream container.
Sometimes things just explode in my presence. Maybe I just carry a strange sort of kinetic energy.
lenore:
Where's the mousie!!?! 