There was an armless, legless child mannequin waiting for me today when I stopped in at work. I hauled the torso upstairs where I placed it into a closet jammed pack with other child mannequin parts. It occurred to me that while my job is pretty weird (Collections at a museum) in general, I'm sure other people on the board have weird moments at work as well.
Last week, I arrived to find a dead mallard right outside my office door (my office door opens to a courtyard, and 100 feet away is a reflecting pool). There it stayed until 3pm, when someone from animal control finally hauled it away.
Lucky for me, the wind was blowing the other direction.
I work for a lab in the clinical trials division. I remember one study I worked on...there was a conference call that had a 10 minute side-discussion about patients experiencing seriously explosive diarreah. I wanted to take my phone off of mute and say, "seriously explosive diarreah?? Is there any other kind??"
I'm an English teacher in South Korea. For me, it's looking at the shirts that 10-year old girls come to school wearing from time to time. Last week, the best student in the class wore a red sweatshirt that featured a picture of a monkey in a tub of wax, and all around him were written various things:
"Polish your monkey with monkey wax!" "Make your monkey happy!" "It only takes minutes a day!" "Give him the daily buffing he deserves!" "Banana monkey!"
Another kid wore a jean jacket with Cookie Monster on it, and under the picture was written, "Cookie Monster is a deeply complicated individual".
But what if someone doesn't want it? Then you don't pay for it? It's just like a cell phone: you might be holding a cell phone, but unless you pay for the service it's just a piece of metal in your hand.