2006-07-10 - 2:52 p.m.

THOSE BASTARDS

So I came into work today and there was a picture of an airplane in flames on the control room door.

Then I walked into the control room and saw the screen saver

Then I noticed the many different pictures of plane crashes posted all over the controls, microphone and walls…a ball of fire with a tail, sporting the message, “Have an explosive time, Myra!”…a plane with it’s nose firmly planted in the ground and smoking, marked, “Have a great trip!”…an aircraft sticking out of the side of a house, labeled “Safe landing, Myra!”

And then the promo hit the air: (airplane humming underneath) “MyraMains is going on vacation, and we’d like to send her off with this.” (crescendo the sound of people screaming and the buzz of a rapidly failing aircraft, followed by a huge crash sound effect…) “Happy vacation, Myra, from K104.” (fade out lone man screaming, “I’m on fiiiiiirreeee!”)

I had been in a bit of a funk prior to walking in, as Afternoon Boss had attempted yet again to finagle and make me feel bad about the trip. My coworker’s performance snatched me right out of that funk and hurled me headlong into a giggle fit that has yet to stop. I love them and I hate them. Mostly love, but…needless to say, if I die, I’m haunting me some bitches.

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