Nobody understands me.

[gement]

(This is not the post with pictures, sorry.)

I have a little fake lava lamp full of glitter on my desk. It's company swag. Its light is broken. A coworker just came by and tried to make it go. I explained that it was broken as of two days ago when I accidentally knocked it on the floor.

Me: "Yeah, I'm thinking of opening it up with a screwdriver and seeing if there's a loose wire or something I can fix. I mean, what's the worst that can happen?"

CW: ... (Obviously thinks it's slightly odd that I'd disassemble it, does NOT take the bait of the last line. Fine. I will.)

Me: "Now that I've said that, of course, it'll turn out that opening it up will open a dimensional gateway or something. Oh, well, I'll still risk it."

CW: ... "Maybe it'll be a... happy dimension?" (Ah good, now we're on the same page.)

Me: "Could be! Unlikely, though. But then, opening dimensional rifts seems to be a good way to get exciting television characters to show up and try to fix them, so I could get an adventure out of it."

CW: ...

Me: "Never mind."

Comments

[maribou]

*pets you*

[pamc.livejournal.com]

Hey, if you can break it real good, perhaps the tardis will show up.

[cy4cypher.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain. Happens to me every day. Apparently New Mexico doesn't watch the same TV shows I do and doesn't have a sense of humor.

[gement.livejournal.com]

What gets me is the second coworker in earshot and eye contact to the conversation is British, and knows I'm a fan, and looked just as blank.

So disappointing.

[gement.livejournal.com]

I doubt the Rift's commitment to Sparkle Motion.

(Hey! I just made a cultural reference that I finally looked up yesterday but I still haven't seen the movie! I feel so "hip.")

We should hang out.