June 23, 2004

Socks

So after an eleven month saga, the project from hell finally ended two weeks ago. As a reward, one of the muckety-mucks decided to have everyone involved with the project over for a brief soiree at her house. The invitation list included me, some fellow peon coworkers, a couple of middle management folks, and four or so people whose business cards have titles like CFO, CIO, COO, managing director, and VP.

So I left the office early to be at the event on time and am caught in a torrential downpour; I was left soaked to the bone below my waist. I arrive at the host's house and in the hallway find myself looking at five pairs of shoes neatly arranged against the wall. I'm told the following: the party was originally to have been held outside in the back yard, but the rain has forced us to retreat to drier quarters and would I kindly take off my shoes before going upstairs.

---allow me interrupt myself those who know me well can attest to the fact that I'm not exactly the most fashion-oriented person out there. I can look kinda sharp at the office in a clean shirt and tie, but it ends there. Those people could also inform you that on any given day I'm in the office, there's about a 50% chance that my socks have at least two large holes apiece. ---

As I'm looking at the shoes I'm trying to remember which pair of socks I put on in the morning, were they of the swiss cheese variety, did they only have one hole each, or (the least likely) were my socks completely intact. After removing the shoes I went upstairs to join the guests who had already arrived (thankfully, those already there were friends and coworkers). I reached the top step to find numerous pairs of eyes trained on my big toes (both nicely framed by inch wide holes). It seems that they'd taken bets on whether or not I'd be wearing holey socks and were quite amused by the outcome.

At any rate, I spent the rest of the afternoon tucking the offending section of sock (or lack there of) under my foot, between my toes, and holding it there.

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On an unrelated note, we recently received a survey from the corporate office what we're supposed to fill out. Keep in mind that we're on a hiring freeze and many folks have been working 60-80 hr weeks for months. Here's a sampling of the questions:

3) If XYZ corp were an animal, what kind of animal would it be?

8) If you were creating a soundtrack for XYZ corp, what songs would you include?

9) How would you describe XYZ corp in one word?

Posted by cs at June 23, 2004 5:07 PM
Comments

Now that is a funny story. Especially the bit about "the bone below my waist."

Posted by: Smith at June 23, 2004 7:29 PM

I thought you'd like that one.

Posted by: chris at June 24, 2004 9:26 AM

Couldn't you just have taken the socks off?

Posted by: Aaron G. at June 24, 2004 5:40 PM

Are you just done with blogging or what?

Posted by: bunny at July 14, 2004 9:42 PM
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