It started as a pleasant journey to the DC Metro area complete with sites of the Pentagon and Kennedy Center. I was lucky enough to ride in Colleen Jolly’s horse-less carriage to the office. Trees line almost every street in this very green region. I looked up at the building when we arrived. “Are you ready for a productive, busy day, Wendy?” asked Colleen. “Yes!” I exclaimed. While flying up the stairs, however, I heard booms of laughter coming from the office. “How could such a productive office waste time by laughing so much?” I thought as I whizzed up to the fifth floor. I approached the door to see Mike Parkinson telling jokes to the other designers. As I sauntered in he asked me, “Why did the scarecrow win the Nobel prize?” A little confused, I hesitantly asked, “Why?” He replied, “Because he was outstanding in his field!” Everyone laughed but I was taken aback. What was this place and why had I come? Suddenly I saw these odd objects on their desks. They grasped my attention and didn’t let go.
What were these horizontal viewing portals they had? They were using the most interesting cauldron that didn’t need any newt tails or chicken eyelashes! These bottomless drawers were terrifying. Dennis Fitzgerald noticed my curiosity and took me into his office to explain these were computers and mice. Mice! I quickly realized I could use my patented five-mouse-flight spell to escape. Before Dennis could get any further, I put him under a sleep spell and stole his mouse for my escape plan. I went from room to room putting designers to sleep and snatching their mice. With a handful of hairless mice I snuck down the hall and out the door.
“WEEENDY!” Colleen’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Did I forget my purse?” I thought.
“First, it’s pulverized unicorn dandruff. Second, this place is too strange. I want to leave.” I said.
“Wendy, I think you need some explanation about what we’re about. Come back in and I’ll show you what we do.”
As I used my emergency bottle of frog sweat to revive everyone, Colleen explained that they were graphic designers making graphics for bids, proposals, and presentations. They needed their mice to work.
After returning the mice, I spent the next few minutes observing the designers creating graphics.
I was mesmerized by their speedy spells and intrigued by their aesthetic accuracy. “These are not mice like you know it.” said Colleen. “These mice control computer programs to help us make pictures. Let me show you.” She opened up Adobe Photoshop and we tinkered with a picture of Terry, my black cat. I was amazed. These are the best cauldrons ever made. I spent the rest of the day learning tips and tricks from the designers. When it was time to go, I apologized for my spells and said goodbye to everyone.
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