Bobby is… Weapon X
"Pain and me are old buddies. I gotta see this out..." - James Howlett a.k.a. Logan a.k.a. Wolverine
As I approach log-in to my fourth conference call of the week, I thought I might share a little humor. My boss's boss has started calling me "Wolverine" when I come into the office in the morning instead of his usual "Clay-tone", "C-Dawg", "Clay Man", "C-Meister", etc. attempts at lighthearted cross generational greeting. I don't know many people that try to make that stretch given my age and professional stature during the work day, but I usually just chuckle and let it roll off my back without comment. The "Wolverine" thing caught me off guard though... after some thought, I realize it's because I've attended some recent work related events of significance importance looking a little rough around the edges. In my own defense, I am not sure what I want to do with my hair at the moment, and I'm making do with my current doo. Also, I have very sensitive skin on my neck and face. Shaving daily hurts. Further, I like my sideburns long and money. I don't want to be the cookie cut Stepford wife at the conference table when I visit client sites. They knew the risks. They can deal with it.
Solid.
Since I am talking about names, let me share this nugget. There is a guy that works in my region named Scott. Good fella... I like him a lot. At a previous employer, he worked with a man that got so frustrated with new hires coming and going and trying to remember their names that he just started calling everyone Bobby. It stuck with Scott, so when he is around the office, everyone is Bobby. It doesn't matter who you are, what your name is, what your job position or title is... you are Bobby. That seriously cracks me up. You know what I mean, Bobby?
I miss work.
Please tell me that the pic you posted of yourself back on the 17th was not from one of your customer meets. It kind of reminded me of the character Louis Winthorpe III after the Christmas Party in the movie Trading Places from back in the early 80s. Tell you what, I’ll not refer to you as Logan, or Wolverine, or Bobby or any of the hyphenated C words - Louie will have to do. It’s kind of got a bluesy sound to it. Later Bud.
There was a photo last month that reminded me of wolverine. The beard, the hair, something.
Now that is funny…
Greg - I think it must have been the glasses.
heh heh. Wolverine.
That is funny. Chris used to work with a group of graphic design types, he was the youngest guy at 23 or 24. Everyone else was in their 40s and 50s. They still get together for coffee sometimes and still refer to Chris as “New Guy.” Henry is now referred to as “Little New Guy.”
Also, at Henry’s daycare they call all the moms “Momma.” I walk in to a chorus of “hey momma!” Same thing at Babys-R-Us and A Woman’s Work stores. “Momma, do you want to try this on?” “Momma, have you seen these new car seats?”
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