Yes. I really did crawl under my desk today. In a short dress. While I was under there, someone brought me a pillow. Then someone else walked into the office and I had to stay under there and hide from them so they would not discover my secret hiding spot.
BUT, I had a good reason! I was like, REALLY tired after lunch. I had my head down on my desk and was mumbling about being soooooooo sleepy. It was then that I happened to look down and take notice of just how spacious it really is under my desk. So I sat up and asked my coworker if he thought I could fit under there. He said I could, and that if I pulled my chair in no one would be able to see me. You know, just like George Costanza. So I made sure there was no one coming down the hallway and I crawled up under there.
"Hey! It's actually pretty awesome under here! But, you know... mind the wires."
One of my coworkers jumped up and grabbed a little pillow from the seating area and brought it over. It was remarkably comfortable under there.
"Seriously, guys. I don't think you understand. I could totally Costanza this thing up. It'll be great!"
Just then, someone walked into the office. He stood there for a really long time, talking to one of the guys. The entire time he was there I was curled up under my desk, hugging my knees and trying to stifle my giggle fit. Because I am five years old.
As soon as he left, I crawled out, put the pillow away and got back to work. Cause I'm a grown up, yo. That's how we roll.
i like finding proof that life is truly just like seinfeld, instead of thinking that seinfeld imitated life.
ReplyDeletei used to do the same thing at the radio station, lol.
ReplyDeletei always called it "pulling a george"
it was code for my nap time.
i also had a mini fridge beside my desk full of beer... and sometimes i'd go under my desk to have a beer and relax after lunch.
you know... sometimes when i tell stories about working there, it's not surprising i don't work there anymore, lol.