Yesterday my boss asked if I wanted to sit in a conference call presentation that was being given by the former speechwriter for Al Gore, on "Selling Yourself", which PS - was not a business presentation on prostitution...at least I don't think it was...I missed the first two minutes.
Anyways, when I say he asked if I wanted to sit in, the convo went like this:
Boss: Are you going to sit in on today's presentation?
Me: Nah....it didn't sound all that interesting.....
Boss: I think it would be REALLY good....these presentations are VERY interesting....
Me: Oh....uh...yeah, maybe I'll check it out.
So yeah...I went. When I went inside the conference room, my boss wasn't even there. Apparently he was getting training on how to wear a hard hat and shiny vest and carry a rape whistle when there's a fire drill in 3 months.
So this presentation was beyond stupid. After listening to this guy talk for roughly 5 minutes, it became quite clear why Al Gore was never considered a great orator. (Don't look that up...I assume since I wrote it you'll just believe me.) Also, not once during the entire speech did he explain how he got Al Gore to tell people he invented the internet. I mean talk about selling an idea! So basically it was a giant waste of time that ate up an hour before lunch.
Speaking of lunch, today after lunch (smoothest segue ever!) they are having a live auction to raise funds for our Combined Federal Campaign, which is a big charity drive that the Gov. does every year. The majority of the items donated are crap, like a homemade cigar box. The ringer is a 3 night stay in one of the big boss's mountain lodges. But the reason I'm going, is to see what kind of whack-a-doo bids on stuff like a baby bib with our agency's logo printed on it. Or, being boss for a day, (with zero boss powers.) The best thing though, are a pair of handmade boomerangs. I'm not sure what use a boomerang has in this day and age. And by age, I mean anybody over the age of 6. That was the last time I owned a boomerang, purchased from the Museum of Science and Industry in Florida. I think I got three good throws out of that boomerang until it landed on the roof of our house. My parents, who never wanted me to have such a "dangerous" toy, told me it was impossible to get it off the roof....ever. They also told such lies when i won a skateboard from a walk-a-thon. They said they ran it over with their car because I had left it out on the driveway. I found it in the attic like 10 years later. They also hated a Homie the Clown t-shirt I got for my 9th birthday. I found that thrown behind the washing machine when I was 16. I think it's all a testament to my investigative (read: stalker) personality now that my parents were so sneaky back then. Anyways, what was I talking about?
I don't remember. But my boss (word of the day apparently) did just make his 3rd round around the office, so I know have a good 30 minutes of uninterrupted CCS time before he makes another round. Here's hoping I can finally beat level 125!