
Inspired by the call to Take Your Rubber Chicken to Work Week promoted by El Bloggo Torcido's El Jefe, I joined in and took my normally house-ridden pest, uh, pet rubber chicken Yolko to work with me yesterday.
I let him add up some important figures for the financial statements and as you can see, he really enjoyed himself. I forgot to check if he did it right though, but what the heck, am I any different from the big auditing firms?


I brought him back to my office and told him to sit still. But I got engrossed in something and didn't pay attention to him. Next thing I knew, he had disappeared again. I searched all over the office and finally...

A few more moments and I might have had to change his name to Tyson. Or Zacky or Foster. Oh wait, never mind. Zacky and Foster have the good sense to never get frozen.
Oh, and please excuse the disgusting filthy condition of that bacteria-generator we refer to as our refrigerator in our office. We're really conducting secret scientific experiments, you know.

I guess I pressed the button a few too many times. He was feeling pretty crispy after that, but later in the afternoon his usual jaundiced color returned and he was back to normal.

That's his favorite poster up on the wall, by the way.
I'd like to thank El Jefe for his wonderful idea and I suppose this is now going to become an annual event. Will I participate next year? I'm not sure. That chicken got into so much mischief at the office I don't know if it is worth the trouble!
By the way, head on over to El Bloggo Torcido to read/see about other people's experiences taking their rubber chicken to work! Here's a couple of blog posts also to check out: Sonadora at Wannabe Wino and Farley at Behind the Vines.
2 comments:
Those chickens are always getting into some trouble or another!
Yes, those chickens excel at getting into mischief!
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