Alec Troven (
element_wizard) wrote2004-08-27 10:49 pm
(no subject)
How true. So True.
You Know You're From PPC Headquarters When... |
You've gotten lost in a six foot stretch of corridor. You find yourself talking to plants at random intervals. Spending an hour walking down a dozen yards of corridor is perfectly acceptable. Your walls are grey. All of them. Doors that don't disappear confuse you. Ten minutes without hearing a single 'Beeeeeeep!' makes you wonder what's wrong. You get violent around sunflowers. The words 'pay', 'clock' and 'time off' are no longer in your vocabulary. The word 'lol' makes you reach for a sword. You never let yourself get comfortable. You will never utter the phrase 'It's only a story' except in sarcasm. You are personally acquainted with species from at least three different 'fictional' universes. Slamming your head against a wall is a good thing. You're not addicted to Bleeprin - you can stop any time you like. You know exactly what to do if someone comes at you with a flamethrower. Computers are evil. The word 'mpreg' make you twitch. You can remember the differences between Bleeprin, Bleepka, Bleepsinthe and Bleepesteem, but the difference between work and holidays are beginning to fade. Yelling at and hitting a piece of technology to fix it actually works. You have no idea how big your place of work actually is. The sight of glitter makes you sick. If Legolas runs down the corridor, you let him pass and then prepare to kill the 'Sue chasing him. 'Sue' is not just a name. 'Urple' is not a typo. Miniature firey demons are a common pet. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from PPC HQ. |
