After a tiring workout over lunch yesterday I returned to my desk at work to find a half eaten cookie next to my mouse. Odd, I thought. I peered around my cube discovered my desk had been ransacked. My papers had all been moved around, my stapler had been moved from the LEFT side of my desk to the RIGHT side. Something was up.
That’s when I noticed a trail of tiny Post-Its leading out of cube, down the hallway. I poked my head up to see if anyone else had noticed this. I quickly followed the trail down the hall to the coat closet where the paper trail ended. I took a deep breath and opened the doors. A pair of white eyes peered back at me. “GO NOW!” came a voice. “Who? Who are you?” I questioned. “There is no time!” He shouted, “You must make the voyage now!”
Unfortunately this mysterious voice had caught me at a bad time.
“Where must I go?”
“You know what you must seek. You know your destination. You must hurry!” Riddles, I had no time for riddles.
“But I am working right now. I can’t just LEAVE.” I told him.
“You must send someone then, you have no time!”
I heeded the strange man’s advice. I called my wife and informed her of the strange situation.
She said to me, “If this is about the Wii I want no part.” I told her for the sake of our child this must done now. Luckily she had needed a few things at the store anyways and could swing by to see if the strange little voice was correct, that I might finally get my Wii.
For the sake of my life and humanity as a whole Courtney was able to find the holy grail. When I returned home last night I had finally gotten my Wii. Courtney had endured hours of torturous screeching from the man-child Riles while fending off the oogles of nerds. I owe her a debt of gratitude for her conquest.
