The guerrilla tactics continue.
Today I walked up to the VP of Finance's Secretary's desk and yelled "SO THAT'S WHERE I PUT IT" and ran off with her mouse pad. I mailed it back to her through the inter-office mail.
I've been calling everyone "Chief." I thought about calling them Tonto but I didn't want to offend the American Indian Contingency at this fine corporation.
I sit in my cubicle all day and sing "I DON"T GIVE A FUCK" to the tune of Iron Man by Ozzy Osbourne. Try it...its contageous.
This isn't inter-office terrorism but we called a local chinese resturant today and asked if "Larry Lawright" was eating and laughed as they yelled for RAWWY RAWLIGHT"
Today I e-mailed the Application Manager and asked her to wake me up for our 2pm meeting. She actually called me at 2pm...what does that say about me?
posted by Michael Witmer @ Friday, August 05, 2005
1 Comments:
Inner office mail is the best. Though...I thought of a nice one...set up an e-mail fowarder from an account, then set up the machine to forward the message back to the forwarding account. It keeps going and going and going...
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