Today, just for today, I wish I didn’t have the unicorn job. I wish I was at my old workplace with a bunch of goofballs open to the absurd. If I still worked there, I would have baked this last night:
For Pi day – the 3rd month, 14th day = 3.14.
And I would have walked into work with the Pi(e) tucked away, hidden from view. Just before lunch, I would have picked a target. Probably Steph or Jay.
And I would have taken out the Pi(e) and creamed them in the face, screaming, “HAPPY PI DAY!”
This would have been funny for a number of reasons.
First, when is it NOT funny to see someone get pied in the face?
Second, a surprise attack always prompts retaliation, so the rest of the day would have been a paranoid giggle-fest.
And Third, loud, obnoxious behavior is not my standard MO, so it always throws people when I do it, a fact which amuses me to no end.
So any of you out in the real world, seeing physical humans. . . pick up a pie while you’re out.
Pi(e) someone for me.