marcicat | workaday Tuesday

All the days are jumbled! It’s planarchy!

I am in the unusual position at work of having nearly every day include a re-enactment of this exchange from ‘The Emperor’s New Groove’:

Yzma: Kuzco is dead, right? Tell me Kuzco’s dead. I need to hear these words.
Kronk: Uh, do you need to hear all those words exactly?

[Just to clarify, death is not involved in my job. If that was in question. So in my case it’s more like this:]

Boss: ‘The thing happened*, right? Tell me it happened. I need to hear these words.’
Me: ‘…Do you need to hear all those words exactly? In that order?’

[*Where the ‘thing’ is anything from a shipment arriving to a bit of paperwork getting approved.]

I mean, there’s a real upside here. Kronk’s a good dude. He can talk to squirrels, along with other woodland animals! He can cook! He’s got a good memory! There could be worse characters to feel a kinship with, is what I’m saying.

The ONE real downside is that I cannot find a single fellow ‘Emperor’s New Groove’ fan in the office to truly enjoy this situation with me. And so I gift it to the internet.

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