*nods sagely* Yeah, people just come in and strip. All the time.
Actually the problem was that she'd just discovered she had a cicada in her clothes and was unwilling to wait long enough to get to a bathroom to get it out (I wouldn't have, either), so she ducked into my cubicle for semi-privacy and went like: *eek* *rip shirt off* *get it off me* *kill kill kill*
Still pretty exciting, but not actually adult audiences material, except perhaps for the cicada.
"Why is she wearing crotchless panties?" "Moths. She has been virtuous so long, moths have infested her knickers." "There are quite a lot of naked people here." "Moths. Moths. Plague of moths."
I got this (http://www.michaelkelly.fsnet.co.uk/moses.htm) off of lcsbanana
Yes, it was a cicada. True, they do not bite, sting, spray venom, or emit disgusting fluids. Regardless, from my pov--and presumably from that of my coworker--they have a remarkably high Ickiness Factor. Not high enough that one has to scream and run away when they fly near you (instead of just ducking), but more than enough that a cicada that has gotten inside one's clothing definitely needs to be removed as immediately and definitively as possible. *shudders*
*ponders causing giant mutated cicadas to invade the DCU so that the heroes will have to kill them all with flamethrowers*
Well, if we all die horribly of biologically engineered plagues, then the cockroaches and the cicadas are certainly welcome to fight it out for my stapler and copy machine.
Although in the case of the copy machine, that may be a little cruel to the bugs. Perhaps I should post a large warning sign on it advising them that there are others that work faster and don't jam nearly as often.
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Date: 2004-05-27 11:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-27 01:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-27 11:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-27 01:56 pm (UTC)Actually the problem was that she'd just discovered she had a cicada in her clothes and was unwilling to wait long enough to get to a bathroom to get it out (I wouldn't have, either), so she ducked into my cubicle for semi-privacy and went like: *eek* *rip shirt off* *get it off me* *kill kill kill*
Still pretty exciting, but not actually adult audiences material, except perhaps for the cicada.
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Date: 2004-05-28 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-28 07:08 am (UTC)couldn't resist...
Date: 2004-05-28 08:27 am (UTC)It's like synchronicity
Date: 2004-05-28 06:58 pm (UTC)"Moths. She has been virtuous so long, moths have infested her knickers."
"There are quite a lot of naked people here."
"Moths. Moths. Plague of moths."
I got this (http://www.michaelkelly.fsnet.co.uk/moses.htm) off of
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Date: 2004-05-27 01:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-28 07:07 am (UTC)(See above entry. :)
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Date: 2004-05-27 06:08 pm (UTC)It was just a cicada? I mean, they're hardly butterflies, but neither are they the ickiest insect to have land on you...
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Date: 2004-05-28 07:15 am (UTC)Yes, it was a cicada. True, they do not bite, sting, spray venom, or emit disgusting fluids. Regardless, from my pov--and presumably from that of my coworker--they have a remarkably high Ickiness Factor. Not high enough that one has to scream and run away when they fly near you (instead of just ducking), but more than enough that a cicada that has gotten inside one's clothing definitely needs to be removed as immediately and definitively as possible. *shudders*
*ponders causing giant mutated cicadas to invade the DCU so that the heroes will have to kill them all with flamethrowers*
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Date: 2004-05-27 09:32 pm (UTC)the invasion of the giant cicadas
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Date: 2004-05-28 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-28 08:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-05-28 09:16 am (UTC)Although in the case of the copy machine, that may be a little cruel to the bugs. Perhaps I should post a large warning sign on it advising them that there are others that work faster and don't jam nearly as often.
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Date: 2004-05-28 11:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-07 06:35 am (UTC)