Whilst we toil at our desks, the Squires use their magic windows to converse with each other. The following Chronicle of Nonsense is a chat log from said magic windows that occurred between Brian the Bald and Squire Bugiganga a few fornights ago. Names of countries and companies have been changed to protect their anonymity…also, it makes this funnier…
Squire Bugiganga says: Your life sucks.
Brian the Bald says: Right now it does, but The Land of Sand and Riches is WAAAAAAAAY better planned and managed than the
S.B. says: The Iraq war is waaayyy better managed than the
Brian the Bald says: Yeah, because we finally had a smart guy to come in and clean the mess up. The
S.B. says: It's keystone copsonomics.
B.B. says: ? What is copsonomics? Vhat eez dis vord?
S.B. says: I should have hyphenated: Keystone-Cops-onomics. It's when you take a lucrative venture and royally f*** it up by putting a bunch of idiots on the project...eventually the workplace looks like a Benny Hill skit
B.B. says: Ah yes...AKA: The Morondor Way. "It's the way it's always been done."
S.B. says: That's more famous than "you're killing me!"
B.B. says: Morondor's new motto. "Same shit."
[15 minutes later]
B.B. says: My Land-of-Sand-and-Riches meeting was canceled because the wireless harnesses for the unicorn scribes weren't working in 2 separate conference stables.
B.B. says: So, due to technical difficulties, nothing could be accomplished.
B.B. says: I love it. God forbid we have to resort back to wired peripherals... or even pen and paper instead of the unicorn scribes!
S.B. says: Holy crap!
S.B. says: That is AWESOME!
B.B. says: Mediocrity at its finest.
S.B. says: Sweet Jesus Vasquez...If I believed in hell, this place would be going there fast.
S.B. says: Wait...I do. This place is going to
B.B. says: :-p
S.B. says: You realize that is going to be a Chronicle of Nonsense.
B.B. says: J
…And thus was bourne this Chronicle of Nonsense.