Monday, February 09, 2004
That ain't mine
I got an e-mail from my editor this morning telling me that that our CEO had removed a picture from the bulliten board next to my desk. She felt that it was inappropriate for the office, so she put it in a folder in case I wanted to take it home.
It was a naked picture of Antonio Banderas (or at least, a guy who looks like him) holding a cup of coffee.
Believe it or not, I didn't put the picture on my bulliten board, nor did I have any idea who did. I noticed it there about a week ago, and I thought it was an amusing prank, so I left it up, waiting for someone to confess to it. I didn't even notice it was gone until I got the e-mail.
What I find even funnier than the appearance of the photo is the notion that I had been the one who put it there — better yet, that I'd want to take it home and keep it. Actually, now I think I will.
It was a naked picture of Antonio Banderas (or at least, a guy who looks like him) holding a cup of coffee.
Believe it or not, I didn't put the picture on my bulliten board, nor did I have any idea who did. I noticed it there about a week ago, and I thought it was an amusing prank, so I left it up, waiting for someone to confess to it. I didn't even notice it was gone until I got the e-mail.
What I find even funnier than the appearance of the photo is the notion that I had been the one who put it there — better yet, that I'd want to take it home and keep it. Actually, now I think I will.
