Mild-mannered QA analyst by day
Mar. 20th, 2007 11:05 pmI have a new thing to add to my checklist of ways to tell I'm a superhero. There I was dropping a dollar coin in the cup at the kwikkiemart, which is what we call the snack table and fridge in the break room at work, since I wanted to get a soda and a bottle of water. I leaned down to open up the fridge, a small white floor model, to get my drinks...
... and the top hinge of the door popped loose. I was left standing there staring bemusedly down at the door hanging crookedly off the fridge, and then bemusedly trying to figure out how to fix it.
"You must have had your Wheaties today!" joked a coworker. It occurred to me that I had not actually ever checked my box of Special K to see if it causes superpowers. Then it occurred to me that a) I am mild-mannered and b) I work for a major metropolitan newspaper. Things began to look suspicious then. I informed
solarbird and
ysabel that I was pretty sure I had not recently been struck by lightning or bitten by any radioactive spiders, nor had I fallen into any vats of toxic waste. I surmised that perhaps it was my Mountain Dew.
ysabel and
solarbird wisely pointed out that it could have been irradiated, and I'd never know! This seemed a plausible theory, on the grounds that the convenience store where I purchased said diet Dew is in fact selling it on sale. What's a little radiation with your soda, if you're getting it fifty cents cheaper?
kisanthe said I should have asked for the afternoon off to fight crime. Should I show any signs of flight, x-ray vision, or superspeed, I may take her up on her suggestion.
Also, if I develop superspeed, I should get to Minas Tirith a lot faster.
Miles since the 13th: 22.8
Miles out of Hobbiton: 1856.3
Miles out of Isengard: 63.3
Miles to Minas Tirith: 722.7
... and the top hinge of the door popped loose. I was left standing there staring bemusedly down at the door hanging crookedly off the fridge, and then bemusedly trying to figure out how to fix it.
"You must have had your Wheaties today!" joked a coworker. It occurred to me that I had not actually ever checked my box of Special K to see if it causes superpowers. Then it occurred to me that a) I am mild-mannered and b) I work for a major metropolitan newspaper. Things began to look suspicious then. I informed
Also, if I develop superspeed, I should get to Minas Tirith a lot faster.
Miles since the 13th: 22.8
Miles out of Hobbiton: 1856.3
Miles out of Isengard: 63.3
Miles to Minas Tirith: 722.7
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Date: 2007-03-21 06:42 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-21 06:55 am (UTC)It's.....
SUPERANNA!
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Date: 2007-03-22 02:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-03-23 12:16 am (UTC)Flying to work would be so wonderful. Where is my flying car? I was promised flying cars. George Jetson must be hording them.
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Date: 2007-03-25 12:05 am (UTC)I would love to fly to work, with or without an actual vehicle being involved. Though really I think I would prefer a vehicle not being involved. Vehicle drivers on the ground are scary enough; trying to add a third dimension to the commute is all the scarier. ;)
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Date: 2007-03-21 11:53 am (UTC)Don't forget the tradition of gaining at least a full cup size. :-^)
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Date: 2007-03-22 02:00 pm (UTC)However, should I continue to demonstrate superpowers, I will strike a blow for superheroine solidarity by not increasing my bust size, on the grounds that a) small-chested women can also be superheros, and b) mine are already quite big enough, thank you.
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