The pint glasses clink.

The shot glasses are slammed on the table.

Dance a jig-

Hug a stranger-

But beware of a green tongue.

You Know …


I really should focus on keeping it in my head instead of blurting things out loud from my cubicle.

I should also probably stop giving everyone I come across a nickname…. and creating an elaborate inappropriate backstories…

I should and I could but let’s be honest I won’t 😉

I Turn Everyone Into A Character

ThoughtsIt is hard to explain what my desk job is but I can tell you that it revolves around customer service. Lately I have decided that each person I help has a secret story the world should know. These are not sick and twisted stories that should really remain hidden from the world, no my imagination runs in the opposite direction.

His Story

My latest fascination, his name will remain anonymous but his secret is destined to be shared. He is a man of means and importance, if you give him a moment he would be happy to tell you the many reasons why this is so. My friend, we shall call him Prince E has opulent taste, he reminds me of the man with the tiny giraffe and the golden remote control.

In fact I am quite certain if it was possible to own a tiny giraffe he would have two because one would not do. Sometime ago, I am not sure when it happened I discovered his secret….he has all of the hidden treasures of the world under his lock and key.

It seems that my destiny was sealed, a crusade of my own was coming…