Take the cilantro, leave the zamboni

Clearly, the large-format printer we acquired at work recently was the seed we needed. First there was a larger than life sized cardboard cutout of a Network & Systems Manager.

Then it migrated from his office to behind the counter at the help desk, where it is waving to passersby.

Then, since I went to lunch it has acquired a speech bubble that says "I agree with [other Network & Systems Manager].

I walked by the keeper of the large-format printer and said "Did you see what the cutout of Fred is up to now?" He just giggled.

Between this and our general mood of cheerful cursing over the fact that we STILL can't drink our tap water in this part of the town (yay for E. Coli), things are pretty amusing around here!

Also, Officemate II is covering the reference desk for me because she is just that awesome. I brought her more hand sanitizer for the ref desk (since we don't really want to wash our hands with eau d'E. Coli and then eat finger foods). Wheeee.

PS: Listening to dirty Scottish songs on my headphones while working: priceless. (And trying not to think about the dirty filk about slash from Making Light while doing so....)