Animal Crackers

I ate lunch by myself today, with the VP Finance and the Manager of Finance sitting at the next table, deep in discussion.

I had animal crackers. It is impossible to eat animal crackers without sizing up the animal, and making him dance. I made my rhino walk over all the other crackers. I made my bunny hop across the ziplock bag. Then I got an owl. "Who?" I whispered, glancing over at the other table. They didn't seem to notice. I ate the owl. That's the last time I eat animal crackers by myself.

Misnomer

So Diane, Rolene and I are enjoying our free lunch, catered by the Intercontinental for the purpose of Orienetation, when the Orientation coordinator takes the mic.

"I have some more e-mail addresses! When I call your name, please come up to collect your package from IT."

He calls out a few names and then "Frederick Eastwood!"

"Oh, that guy is not going to like his e-mail address," I tell the girls. I am IT; I am in the know.

"Why not?" asks Diane

"Because his name is Barry."