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mousmeI've been trying not to spam LiveJournal today, since you're all very likely bored to tears with my whingeing about my job.
However, I wanted to tell you all about Suicide Bob, the newest Mascott in our row of cubicles at work.
Suicide Bob came into existence at the end of last week, when one of my colleagues, let's call him Bitchy!Minion attended a focus group on one of the services we offer, which is Roadside Assistance, formerly known as Mr. Rescue.
As a reward for his time and help, he was given the most hideous flurorescent pink translucent pen, shaped like a little guy with big hair, a lopsided smile and stupid googly eyes, and very large feet, arms outstretched.
Bitchy!Minion and our other neighbour, Obnoxious!Minion decided that they would make him our new mascott.
On the first day, they tied a string around his neck and attached him to the cubicle wall with a thumbtack.
On the second day, they cut up some vinyl cloth and draped it over him, then cut it up some more and fitted sleeves on his arms with scotch tape.
On the third day they wrote "Bob" on his shirt.
On the fourth day they made a "plank" out of scotch tape and perched him on it.
Now, every time one of us gets frustrated with a client, we make Suicide Bob walk the plank.
We are apparently very easily amused. :D
However, I wanted to tell you all about Suicide Bob, the newest Mascott in our row of cubicles at work.
Suicide Bob came into existence at the end of last week, when one of my colleagues, let's call him Bitchy!Minion attended a focus group on one of the services we offer, which is Roadside Assistance, formerly known as Mr. Rescue.
As a reward for his time and help, he was given the most hideous flurorescent pink translucent pen, shaped like a little guy with big hair, a lopsided smile and stupid googly eyes, and very large feet, arms outstretched.
Bitchy!Minion and our other neighbour, Obnoxious!Minion decided that they would make him our new mascott.
On the first day, they tied a string around his neck and attached him to the cubicle wall with a thumbtack.
On the second day, they cut up some vinyl cloth and draped it over him, then cut it up some more and fitted sleeves on his arms with scotch tape.
On the third day they wrote "Bob" on his shirt.
On the fourth day they made a "plank" out of scotch tape and perched him on it.
Now, every time one of us gets frustrated with a client, we make Suicide Bob walk the plank.
We are apparently very easily amused. :D
