Thursday, December 23, 2010
Spells in the graphics hothouse
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.
“Why is my staff asleep on the floor with pixie dust on their eyes?” said Colleen,
“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.
Update: I researched getting a computer for myself, but it wasn’t a good time to renew the mortgage on my broom.