Is the Grass Always Greener?‏

March 16, 2011 at 8:55 am | Posted in Around Boston, Office Humor | 6 Comments
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A note to our dear reader(s): it might be best to cue up some sappy, grandiose background music before reading any further… might I suggest “My Heart Will Go On” by our French Canadian friend, Celine Dion? Or maybe a little Whitney Houston “I Will Always Love You” action? Trust me – the cheesier, the better. Here goes…

Is change going to do me good? Could variety be the spice of my life? Am I mad as a hatter or is there a method to my madness? And is there another idiomatic question I should be asking myself? I’m about to find out. After six years as a happy resident of MoCo Village, I’m venturing into the wider world and will soon begin a new job at a super cool, delightfully nerdy, cutting-edge software company. Woah!

I hope this image from proves true!

In preparation, I’m doing my darndest to “get” the new technology that will encompass my professional life. I’m trying to read about the history and intellectual property caveats of topics like open source software, and my goal is to be able to make geeky jokes that even the most pocket-protectored developer would be proud of.

It’s exciting and invigorating and scary and nerve-wracking. And it is just one of many changes Andrew and I are forcing ourselves into this year – marriage, moving this summer (no exact destination yet), Andrew’s new job (he started last week after five years at his last gig), etc. And if you’ve met us, you know how much we love shaking up our lives!

(If you haven’t met us, I will just spell it out for you: we don’t dig change. At all. I mean, it took us four years to shack up, six years to get hitched, and we will have to discuss the merits of getting a dog for about two years before we pull the trigger on that little adventure. Stability is our jam.)

But here I go, taking the plunge. Next week is my “swan song” at MoCo, and the week after I will begin my new adventure. Time to “get all my ducks in a row” and do this job FTW!


Fill Your Boots

March 25, 2010 at 7:51 am | Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments

Note to our dear reader(s): Today’s post isn’t our usual silly take on daily life – every now and then we reveal a deeper side of ourselves, and hope it doesn’t tarnish our reputations 😉 Our regularly scheduled tomfoolery will return tomorrow…

Yesterday we received the sad news that our colleague, “Canadian Squirrel” (name changed for anonymity) passed away. Squirrel has been with the company since its founding ten years ago, and he will be dearly missed, especially by our fearless leader. Squirrel called everyone “dude,” encouraged us to “fill our boots” and even shared the strange tradition of Canadian “mummers” (we still don’t really get that one). He enjoyed golf, “Green Mountain time,” a delicious steak cooked to perfection, and a good joke (including when I changed his email settings so that every time he received a new email, the Staples “That was easy” slogan alerted him).

We know that he is watching over his wife and young son. And we are thankful for all the happy times we shared, and the knowledge that he is at peace.

~Sarah and April

A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Liquor Store

February 10, 2010 at 11:28 am | Posted in Office Humor | 5 Comments

We didn’t find it.

I remember it like it was yesterday, although our escapade did, in fact, occur last Friday. Last week was an especially dull and dragging one, so we decided to have an impromptu happy hour with colleagues. Since I am what is known as a “beer snob,” I offered to grab some beverages of the adult variety from the packie (that’s the liquor store, for those of you who don’t live in a nanny state). I convinced Sarah to come with me by reminding her of our goal to increase our daily steps. In her defense, she not only asked me if I knew where was I was going but also asked if I was sure I didn’t need her to look up directions. I told her I had it under control. Sarah claims I gave her a withering death-glare so frightening she didn’t dare get directions just in case. And so, after asking Rhymes-With-Spyza where we might find the closest packie, we headed out.

Multiple times on our trek to where I honestly believed our destination lay, Sarah commented that there must be a closer store. And I swore up and down that I knew exactly where we were going and told her to relax and trust me.  Famous last words.

We got to the area I thought we were supposed to be in, but there was no liquor store.  Confused, Sarah called Rhymes-With-Spyza to determine the root of the problem.  And that problem was me.  Because I admittedly don’t know any street names, so when Rhymes-With-Spyza was giving me directions, I only listened to the landmarks.  And when she said our destination was between Finagle a Bagel and CVS, I thought I knew where to go.  And I did take us to a location between Finagle and CVS.  It was just the wrong Finagle-CVS combo.  Because apparently there are many areas in Boston that have both a Finagle and a CVS.  And that was news to me.

According to Sarah, the liquor store we were looking for was too far away from where we were, so I said I was sure there was one on the way back to the office.  And who would know better than the people at the pawn shop we happened to be standing in front of?  Well, either they aren’t big drinkers, or they have zero interest in helping two hapless ladies in search of a drink.  Because following their directions didn’t take us to a packie, either.  But we didn’t give up!  While we were looking for said packie, a man walked past us wheeling multiple cases of beer on a dolly.  He had be on his way to a liquor store, right?  So we stalked followed him.  And guess where he went?  An apartment building. Here he is:

But the mysterious beer deliverer did lead us past a wig store.  And that made me happy.  Because I’ve always wanted a wig.

And we also saw this guy:

We did find a place that seemed promising, but apparently they deal with a different kind of bar.  We took a picture anyway.

Unfortunately, we never did find the packie.  But we did have an adventure.  And Sarah learned some important lessons…

Lesson #1: Never rely on me for directions, even when I insist that I know where I’m going because I’ve been there a hundred times.  Remember what happened the last time I told Sarah I knew how to get somewhere? And it’s not like that’s the first time I ever got someone (or myself) lost.

Lesson #2: People at pawn shops are not trustworthy.


How do YOU Cope?

February 9, 2010 at 9:13 am | Posted in Office Humor | 10 Comments
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Sometimes work can get a little stressful, and we all have our methods of handling the pressure. Some turn to exercise, others to booze or candy, some get angry and grouchy, others weepy and hysterical. How do I cope with work stress? Well, luckily for you, my dear co-blogger was able to document my coping mechanism…


That’s right: I cover my head. I wrap my hair in a scarf, tie a ribbon or pull up a hood over my noggin. Why? I have no idea, but that’s how I roll!

How do you, dear reader(s), cope with stress at work? Seen anyone with a sillier coping mechanism than head-coverings? Do tell!

In the meantime, I’m a feeling little anxious about exposing my nuttiness over the interwebs… April, where did I put my scarf??


Muchas Gracias, Shmargaret!

January 11, 2010 at 2:07 pm | Posted in Office Humor | 1 Comment
It’s Monday… again… but lately Mondays haven’t felt so hopeless at MoCo Village thanks to Shmargaret! You see, in an effort to force her little booty to the grocery store and help put smiles on our faces each week, Shmarge has decided to take on a project we like to call “Shmargaret’s Shmondays!”
She takes requests each Friday afternoon and then makes a delicious gourmet, healthy lunch for Monday. Last week we had turkey chili and today we had fajitas – take a gander at the feast she prepared for us:

Drooling yet? Thoughts so. And yes, MoCo Villagers love Tex-Mex.

Shmargaret, if anyone ever deserved a blog shout-out, it’s you! Muchas gracias!!


Just Another Day Outside the Office…

January 7, 2010 at 12:26 pm | Posted in Around Boston, Office Humor | 2 Comments
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I love teambuilding! Give me trust games, outings, free lunches, embarrassing share-your-feelings activities, and I’m a happy girl! While most companies (ours included) schedule these motivational appointments several times throughout the year, it is often the impromptu ones that have the biggest impact. Yesterday, for example, we risked life and limb together, unscheduled and ill-prepared, and we admire each other all the more as a result.

Sometime between noon and our usual afternoon food coma time, we MoCo Villagers (including blog favorites Shmargaret and Rhymes With Cannon) were startled by a piercing clamor: the fire alarm. As well-trained worker bees, we grabbed our jackets and booked it outside. We did not pause to bring purses, mittens, socks or billable work, we simply high-tailed it out of the building… except for April, who was in the middle of lunch and brought her Tupperware of Sheppard’s Pie along for the adventure… but I digress. As you can guess, dear reader(s), that meant we left our Blackberries, cell phones and all other modes of communication in the building.

Just as we realized our lack of important accessories, the fire trucks pulled up. They arrived quickly and professionally, despite the lack of smoke, scent or heat from any flames. April and I understood the importance of documenting this adventure and being able to contact colleagues and family in an emergency, but with firemen on the scene we were trapped outside. What’s a girl to do?

Act brazenly, of course! We assessed the situation and determined that there was no immediate danger from quickly running back inside the first floor entrance and grabbing a Blackberry (other than hearing loss thanks to the blaring alarm), so amidst the commotion occurring on the floors above ours, I gallantly sprinted back inside, grabbed my BB and bolted back outside quick as a wink! My colleagues may have laughed at this “ridiculous” (matter of opinion, I say) act, but I’m proud to say that, as a result of my bravery, we are able to share this photographic evidence of our afternoon adventure with you…
And yes, I am expecting a medal of honor any day now!


Photo Phriday: PBS Comes to Town

December 21, 2009 at 10:05 am | Posted in Office Humor | 1 Comment

RWC’s beau “PBS” graced us with his height… err, presence Friday. Seriously, the man is some kind of giant. Witness:

I am not a midget.

In all honesty, PBS is an absolute delight. My favorite part? That when, upon first meeting him, I announced that it was time for his photo shoot, he didn’t question it. He just went along with it and never acted like it was weird. And I enjoy that.


Gargoyles Heart Winter Fun Time

December 10, 2009 at 9:12 am | Posted in Misc. | Leave a comment

Please recall, dear reader(s), the delightful welcome décor we bestowed on Rhymes-With-Cannon upon her return to our fair city… Remember that super scary desk-sized gargoyle we bought to keep her company? Well, RWC has decided to name the little guy “Sam the Gargoyle.”

This week happens to be Secret Snowflake week in MoCo Village. Yesterday as part of her gift, RWC’s flake gave her a mini sled, which Sam the Gargoyle proceeded to jump on immediately and ride over our mountains of paperwork, hills of holiday goodies and all the recyclables a little ‘goyle could dream of.

He looked so festive that we thought he might bring you some much-needed holiday cheer. So here he is in all his winter fun-time glory…

Happy Holidays,

Intern Interviews

December 3, 2009 at 9:10 am | Posted in Office Humor | 2 Comments
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Someone thought it would be a good idea for Sarah and me to choose our office’s intern each semester. As difficult to believe as it may be, we can actually be quite professional when necessary. Our interviews consist of the typical questions: Why do you want to work here? What are your goals for this experience? What were the best and worst parts of your previous internships? That sort of thing. But here’s what we’d really like to ask:

Besides searching for an internship, what games of chance do you enjoy? Craps? Russian roulette? Because we’re looking for a third. After the “unpleasantness” this morning…

If you were going to hide a body, where would you do it? And how much dead weight can you carry on, say, a five-mile sprint through the woods and across streams? Hypothetically, of course.

When push comes to shove, would you really miss your parents?

Are you allowed to leave the country? Do you have a passport? How many?

How do you feel about committing felonies?

Which of the following makes you squeamish? Please select all that apply.
A. Blood
B. Bodily fluids
C. Needles
D. Puppies

How do you feel about growing a tail?

Do you have fingerprints? Can I borrow them?

Can we hold hands?

Do you consider personal space a necessity?

Known aliases? Unknown aliases?

If you were a breakfast cereal, would you prefer to end it all and plunge to a soggy, liquid grave in regular, Lactaid or soy milk, and why?

What would you consider an appropriate bribe?

Jazz hands or spirit fingers?

Are you opposed to sleeping your way to the top? Have you already slept your way to the bottom?

Do you have access to large quantities of lyme and fertilizer? Can you get some?

Would you be willing to perform surgery?
~April & Sarah

Gargoyle Says Welcome!

November 23, 2009 at 9:04 am | Posted in Office Humor | Leave a comment
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You may recall that our dear friend and colleague Rhymes-With-Cannon (RWC) could not resist the lure of your faithful bloggers and returned to Boston after a brief hiatus in Texas. To welcome her back, we decided to secretly “decorate” RWC’s desk. Each week since she made her triumphant return, April and I have placed something silly on her desk and waited for her to notice. Last week, RWC finally detected our shenanigans!

Was this what tipped her off?

Nope, it didn’t faze her. And yes, that is a desk-sized scary gargoyle – thank you, Family Dollar!

It was these:
The crazy pencils gave us away! Pencils!

To reward her for her “super” sleuthing, RWC is now the proud owner of…

So glad you’re back, Rhymes-With-Cannon!


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