Thursday, October 13, 2005

 

Kindeegarten

So I was briefly speaking with two coworkers; we'll skip their names for purposes of anonymity. They were telling me about the code names and pet names they have invented for everyone in our environment.

The large and bothersome over achiever in team one is no longer Natalie, but Fatalie. The Italian who specializes in high-end design no longer goes by the moniker of Tellini but now Tortellini. We also have my personal favorite, a dear friend of mine actually, who is fully aware of her nickname being a Crack Hoe as her real last name is freakishly similar.

I love that people who are 34 and 26 can have the overwhelming sense of that which they had in kindergarten. None of these names are at all damaging; they are actually quite endearing when you think of the time they took to contrive and nature in which they are meant. But my question is why I don't make fun of people as often at work, but yet I make significantly less in money? Should not the converse be true? I am saving us millions in harassment concessions, yet I keep significantly less than that? Perhaps if I get the chance to refer to every Tom, Dick and Harry in terms of some gross hairy-dicked, tom-tom playing mutha fucka, I'll get my justice.

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