Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Well shit. there goes that joke.

One of the PMs dubbed a fellow employee Charlie Brown in our conversation, because this co-worker has a hairstyle that is startlingly similar to Snoopy's owner. The company's IT officer heard us use that in passing & went, "Um, would now be a good time to let you know that we have an employee named Charlie Brown in the building?"
"Bullshit."
"True story. He works in Production."
And indeed, later on, I met Charles Brown.

So yeah. We can't use that nickname anymore.

4 Comments:

At 5:36 PM, Blogger Galactichero said...

I'm here because no one is manning tres-chicas and I'm bored and doing my taxes (procrastinating). Blame them.

I was snoopy in the musical (both of them, actually) at school once, and one of the workers who helped set up the stage was Charlie Brown. I'm here looking at the dog house and someone is yelling at Charlie Brown about the lighting. Snoopy is a badass.

I fell face first on (and off) the stage once in each of the different musicals. It hurt, but everybody thought it was scripted.

 
At 8:49 AM, Blogger claris said...

don't worry man, there are people with way worse reasons for being here than that the chicas are quiet. some of these freaks actualyy hang out with me, if you can believe that.

And I played Mrs. Claus in a school play as a kid. ::sigh:: I still hear about it every Christmas. ::roll eyes::

 
At 4:46 PM, Blogger Galactichero said...

Yeah? Other than the simulated prostitution, what makes YOU worth hanging out with? I would put a smiley here, but you either get it or you don't.

Imagine this: You're singing a song solo about how you'd like to be a jungle animal preparing to attack things. There's line where you sing "I'd pounce... I'd pounce... I'd ... WHOAH I never realized it was that far to the ground from here. Let me see, where was I...?" You get to just before the "WHOAH" and actually fall, face first, 4 feet onto the stage (mind you, you're alone in the spotlight... until you plummet out of it). After ... more or less regaining consciousness a few seconds later, you pull yourself back onto the doghouse and get back into the song. Interestingly, it looked like it was intentional, except for the bruise. Luckily, my family wasn't there for that show, and I don't think there's a film. There may be an all-powerful deity somewhere.

 
At 9:32 PM, Anonymous lawgeekgurl said...

I told you there's a Rep. Charlie Brown in the Indiana House, didn't I? Yeah, he doesn't like that joke either. Also, he just got body-checked while sitting on the sidelines at a high school basketball game, from what I read. You don't body-check Charlie Brown! It's just not done.

Also, you need to call me so I can find my phone.

 

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