11-6-01

 Ever had a stupid day? Stupider. Stupalicious. Hella Stupid. I sat in front of my computer all day today, my eyesight going fuzzy, my brain slipping out my ear. Someone asked me if I've ever been to Maine, and I said, "Yeah. I've been to Cape Cod." Riiiiight.

Everyone in my area at work was feeling pretty stressed and exhausted. Billy had the idea to pull an infantile, juvenile, pedophile prankophile.

Our receptionist is a friend of ours, so we decided to see if we could pull a Bart Simpson on her, you know…"Paging Amanda Hugginkiss, can I get Amanda Hugginkiss?" or "Is there an Al Kaholic in the house?" etc. We decided to pick the name Mike Rotch because that wasn't one heard too often. They had me put on a British accent and call from a cellphone so it would look like an outside call. I said "Yes, uhm, I'm looking for a visitor to your office from [company we work with]. His name is Mike [pause] Rotch. I was wondering if you could track him down for me?" "Hold on please," she said.

Then she called Billy and said, "Is there a Mike from [company we work with] around?" He: "Yeah, I saw him earlier, but I'm not sure where he is, you might want to…page him or something." So then we hear a page, "Could Mike please call the front desk?" Aw, that didn't work. But then quick thinking Philip calls the receptionist and says, "I think there are actually two Mikes here, you might want to page his full name." "I think it's Ratch or Rotch," she said. "Yeah, Rotch," he said then hung up.

Then we hear over the intercom, "Would Mike Rotch please call the front desk."

Ahahahaha. Sorry, not my finest moment, but, man, we laughed our asses off.

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