Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The banana tree

I've shared enough about my workplace for you all to know that it's a tad different than other people's workplaces. The guys that I work with are a little "off." So basically, I fit right in.

One of the things to note about my workplace is that we cannot be trusted to have live plants in the office. It's been proven that when live plants are in the office, they die (just like at my home). Because of this, someone came up with a solution long before I started...and that was to have these fake trees in the office.

Anyway, I'm not quite sure how it started, but one day banana stickers started showing up on the leaves of the tree. When I asked one of the guys at work about it, he just said, "DUH! That that's where bananas come from." I laughed, thought it was super tacky,* but assumed that someone would put a stop to it. Turns out, no one seems to care.

And you know what they say - if you can't beat 'em, join 'em. It just so happens that my daily breakfast choice** fits in perfectly.

P.S. Remember when we were kids and your mom would bring home a bunch of bananas and you would look forward to getting the banana that had the sticker on it? No? Just me? Okay then. Well, the passion for wanting the banana with a sticker on it hasn't faded. At a recent 5K, they gave us bananas to eat and I deliberately picked up one that had a sticker on it. In the store, I'm that person that picks the bunch of bananas that has the most stickers on it. Also, I sing inappropriate songs around them.

*My younger sister used to put stickers on EVERYTHING that she had. Mirrors, cassette tapes, furniture, books, the family pet, or people - it didn't make a difference. At first, it looked cool, but then they got to be all faded, peeled, and cracked. I, on the other hand, decided to preserve my stickers on their original wax paper backing in an album aptly named "Sticker Book." See? Very responsible. Come to think of it, my sister probably had the right idea. She got to look at them more often and they undoubtedly made her happy. Whereas I don't even know where the "Sticker Book" is. Huh. There's a lesson in there somewhere.

**Daily breakfast choice? One toasted whole grain english muffin, 1 tbsp of peanut butter (split between the two halves), topped with banana slices. It's heaven in the mornings.


Sally said...

Mmmm. The breakfast of Elvis fans...I'll definitely try it!!

rich said...

I to preserved my stickers in their own special book (for future generations I suppose.) Unlike you, my archive is not lost to time, but resides on the bookshelf in the front room. So that anyone who wants to visit me as a 5th grader is welcome to peruse the cornucopia of puffy plastic and googly-eyes. Damn I was such a nerd. And I know what you’re thinking, “Was?!” But no, I attained a zenith of nerdiness that mortal man can barely comprehend. Compared to that guy, I’m practically Justin Timberlake now. I know… scary.

happyfunpants said...

Rich - I heart you and how you always manage to make me feel "normal" somehow. Or at least more "normal" than I've ever felt before. :) Also, the next time I come to visit, I totally want to see that book. I'm a sucker for googly-eyes.