January 19, 2004

phone home

I think I just walked onto the set of ET the Extraterrestrial.

Background: My office is an ellipse of windows, one end looking out over old Cambridge and the other a view of downtown Boston. Only, I never see any of it. Bad lighting and freakish glares makes it impossible to keep the shades open. So, for the last few weeks, my little space in the corporate world has been undergoing renovation. Track lighting gone, recessed lights installed and my feng shui friendly white furniture replaced with glare-resistant ebony fixtures.

And today is paint-the-walls day.

My entire office is quarantined, draped in floor-to-ceiling plastic. Seriously, I walked in and at once expected to hear Keys coming down the hall and see a potted geranium (?) and a funny little alien waddling around. But instead, I heard Highway to Hell and saw an army of too-belt clad fellows armed with spackling knives and paint brushes.

H: Uh oh. Where do I live?
ToolBelt Guy: This your office, Miss?
H: Yep.
TBG: We didn't know you were working today.
H: Sadly, yes. But you know what, it's really not a problem. I have to disappear into meetings for a couple hours. Paint away.
TBG: You sure? I can clear these guys outta here if you need.
H: Positive.

I'm between meetings now, hiding behind my plastic barricade and every time I see the shadow of someone passing, I croak out a very convincing,

"Elllllliotttt...."

Boy, do I give myself the giggles sometimes.

Posted by This Fish at January 19, 2004 09:20 AM
Comments

at least someone else is working today!

Posted by: dahl at January 19, 2004 10:08 AM

Don't worry, ya'll aren't the only ones working today. Thanks for the Monday morning images, Fish. I always need them. But when I get the giggles at work, everybody gets mad at me.

Posted by: Chris at January 19, 2004 11:25 AM

nice how they never tell you when you're office is going to be overrun. and when people are working in my office i have nowhere else to go, so i either have to put up with the noise and people barging in, or miss a whole day of work (which i don't get paid for.)

Posted by: bonnie at January 19, 2004 05:41 PM