Today in the Production Managers Meeting

We were completely out of control. (That is no exaggeration, either.)

Because the morale amongst the floor people had slipped to an all time low, it was decided by the upper crust that we would do a 'Spirit Week' this week, each day dressing up in some off-the-wall way.

Today is hat day.

As the production managers all assembled in the conference room, we immediately began discussing everyone's hat choices. Mr. Brownstar had shown up late, as usual, and tripped into the conference room, spilling his coffee on the table beside me as he pulled out his chair. As is the custom, within the first few moments of his arrival, he had stolen my pen while I wasn't looking, anxiously awaiting my discovery that my pen was missing.

"Mr. Brownstar, give me back my pen," I announced, giving him my stern look, then laughing at his mock surprised look.

"What pen, you mean you had it today?" he smiles, pretending innocence.

"Just a tip, if you plan to steal something, it's usually not a good idea to leave a coffee trail in it's wake," I said, pointing to the stream of coffee leading from my pens original resting place all the way to the side of Mr. Brownstar's notebook.

"Damn," he says, laughing. "Hey, we really need to get a production managers get-together going, and soon. I think we could have some fun."

"So, whatcha got in mind," My Partner in Crime asks.

"Oh, you know, maybe bowling, or something, perhaps a game of naked twister...." his eyes alight with mischief.

Everyone laughs, even obsessive compulsive Ted, who, by the way, offers to bring in the baby oil.

"Oh my God Ted! I'm shocked!" I laugh, his face is completely crimson while he tries to cover his laughing smile with his hand.

"What, I just opened the door, you know yall were thinking about it," Ted is waving his hands around in the air as he talks.

"My twister game comes with special dots, you place them on body parts instead of a big plastic mat, I find it's much more fun," Mr. Brownstar is offering to bring in his 'special' Twister if Ted will bring in the baby oil.

I have to admit, this would be quite a game of Twister. I'm not so sure I would ever be able to look at everyone the same way again, however.

Sophia and I were disappointed to see The New Guy bright and early this morning. I was certain when he had disappeared after lunch yesterday, a lunch that he had told everyone he would be spending at the gun range to sight in his hunting rifle, that he had undoubtedly shot himself.

Damn, I hate it when I'm wrong.

Apparently, at some point in one of his meaningless conversations that I had only partially listened to, I had mentioned that I wanted to read a book of his, a biography about Katherine Hepburn. So, here he was, with the biography wrapped up in a brown paper bag, his signature in the front cover dated July 2003.

Now I've gotta read the damn thing!

Point of Interest:
GQ showed up at my desk yesterday looking for The New Guy. He MISSED him, I couldn't believe I heard him correctly! My secret belief is that he has a crush on The New Guy.

Special RockDog segment - The Girls

• Crazy Office Supply Jody has died her hair red again. So far, she has claimed to be a 'natural ' blond and a 'natural' red head. I'll bet the carpet doesn't match either of those shades of drapes.
• Spicegirl DID NOT wear a hat today. The woman who has a derby hat for every day of the year did not wear one today, this day of all days! I have to say, the way her hair looks today, she definitely could have used a hat. Bed head and frizz, not very attractive on a quality manager.