I should say, it's a friend-of-someone Bob knows on the writing staff. I didn't love last night's-- there were good moments, like the unicorn, but the writing seemed rushed-- no one considered that the briefcase was *not* filled with $$$? And the big reveal was that it was all a test? Isn't that what someone would have assumed? I'll keep watching it though. I think the bones are there, it just needs more time to settle in.
This is my boat. They're part of my crew. No one's getting left. Best you get used to that.
Mal ,'Ariel'
The Crying of Natter 49
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bon bon - Jan 25, 2007 8:07:26 am PST #5759 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Connie Neil - Jan 25, 2007 8:11:09 am PST #5760 of 10001
brillig
I woke up instantly alert and well-rested, thought "UH OH!"
Add to that "The room's a lot brighter than it should be--oh, crap, sunlight!"
Topic!Cindy - Jan 25, 2007 8:14:16 am PST #5761 of 10001
What is even happening?
KoP
What you said about the briefcase. Who
tests
an unknown with
150,000 real dollars
? And yeah,
that they didn't get it was a test really stretched it for me.
But the whole conversation about
voting
tickled quite hard. I wondered, for a moment, if your Bob's friend had ever lurked in
Bureaucracy.
shrift - Jan 25, 2007 8:20:44 am PST #5762 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
We no longer have a receptionist on our floor for some reason, and I haven't been able to find a good rumor as to why. And the other receptionist on the floor got tapped to replace a long time employee who apparently left/got laid off/for some reason is gone, baby, gone!
Oh, the intrigue!
So we have absolutely no receptionist on this floor, which means they have locked the doors so only people with keycards can get in. This is problematic, since many, many customers come in to do business with a big department on our floor.
And guess where the doors are?
Right. Behind. My desk.
Dana - Jan 25, 2007 8:22:53 am PST #5763 of 10001
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
And guess where the doors are?
Right. Behind. My desk.
Of course. Does an alarm go off if you prop the door open? Our floor has an alarm, and they had to send out an e-mail the other day reminding people NOT to set the alarm off, because they were getting so many false alarms, it was endangering our alarm permit.
Matt the Bruins fan - Jan 25, 2007 8:30:12 am PST #5764 of 10001
"I remember when they eventually introduced that drug kingpin who murdered people and smuggled drugs inside snakes and I was like 'Finally. A normal person.'” —RahvinDragand
Just when I think I can't be any fonder of Sir Ian McKellen... [link]
shrift - Jan 25, 2007 8:32:35 am PST #5765 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
I don't think an alarm will go off, but I'd need to get actual permission to prop open the doors. I won't be doing that, because then I'd have people wandering around the office knocking on my cube walls or shouting "Hello! Hello? HELLO." because they don't know where to go.
I'd rather listen to the futile sound of the rattling doors.
Lee - Jan 25, 2007 8:38:09 am PST #5766 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
I thought I might have more motivation to be at work today (or, really, be awake) than I did yesterday, but I don't.
Oh well.
Sue - Jan 25, 2007 8:39:41 am PST #5767 of 10001
hip deep in pie
I thought I might have more motivation to be at work today (or, really, be awake) than I did yesterday, but I don't.
I think I am in a state that may not actually count as being conscious.
tommyrot - Jan 25, 2007 8:42:10 am PST #5768 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I'm napping right now AIFG!