where’s paperman #1
May 25, 2010
Okay, today we start a new feature that I hope will be a weekly throwaway post that takes some of the pressure off of me. Because, as much as I love y’all, it’s always all about me.
This new feature, which I guess I sort of began last week, but only by accident, will be called “Where’s Paperman?”
This weekly feature will last as long as the good folks with whom we at Dunder Mifflin share our class C- office space retain their sense of humor.
See, they are a children’s clothing company. We are a small software company. My double wide cubicle sits on the frontier, the border between chic and geek. Kind of like the 38th Parallel.
Anyway. The other day, I discovered Paperman just sitting in a box, next to unfrozen cave man. Okay, there was no unfrozen caveman, but if there were, you know unfrozen caveman and Paperman would be friends. Or maybe mortal enemies.
Again, anyway. Paperman looked bored. Or maybe I was the one who was bored.
Because Paperman only wants you to THINK he’s bored. When the clothing company people, who are constantly tracking Paperman down and putting him back in his box, since they obviously had their senses of humor (or is it “sense of humors”?) removed long ago, aren’t paying attention, Paperman escapes from the box to engage in wild office hijinks.
Where was he today?
I pity the poor fool in stall number one. Sucks to be him.