Let’s begin today’s funny story with a bit of background. For those of you not familiar with my Turd Ferguson fiasco, read that link first.
So now that the poor accounting lady (let’s use the codeword “Scarlett Johansson”) had a taste of our sense of humour, something happened yesterday that was so funny yet you felt so bad for her once again. Let me set up the scenario.
We were taking an eBay certification online test and since there was a fee, we had to have her come over to use the company PayPal account and login to the site herself (for security reasons obviously). Once she was done with my account, she proceeded to another guy in my department’s cube (codeword “Luke Wilson”) who is diagonal from me. As she was doing the same process at his desk, he came over to my cube to talk.
Keep in mind we’re in the same row. This particular section of the floor has two sets of two-row cubicles which are divided by a taller wall so the one set of cubicles can’t see the other side unless you stand up. All the cubes on each side have shorter walls so we can see anyone in our rows for that side.
So while Scarlett was in Luke’s cube, a guy on the other side of the tall cube walls (codeword “Robert Ritchie”) can hear that Luke isn’t in his cube. Thinking that he’s in the clear, Robert proceeds to blindly fling ketchup packets towards Luke’s supposedly empty cube. The only problem, obviously, is the cube isn’t empty!!
Scarlett is innocently sitting at Luke’s desk when all of a sudden she’s pelted by a barrage of ketchup packets. She was probably thinking internally “What the heck? Why me? What did I do? Why are people hitting me with condiments? Who are these freaks on this side of the building?” Once Robert notices that he’s not “shock and awe-ing” an empty cube, he sits down immediately to try to make himself invisible.
While this was happening and we’re telling Robert that he’s pelting someone, we felt bad that an innocent bystander has become a victim in the neverending Ketchup Packet Wars but at the same time trying to stifle a laugh at the oddity of someone being pelted and not knowing why or who. I’m so happy it wasn’t me this time, as the dude who did it probably will have his expense report rejected for a few months now.