December 19th, 2005
|06:19 pm - "It Came to me at 5:30am": Intermission|
After my doctor's appointment this afternoon, I decided to go by the office and see how the judging went. (Well, and also to take the promised pictures of my Magnum Opus for you, my dear LJ friends.) The HR director commented on how we were very brave to have done something like that. "Yeah," he said, "you never know how people are going to take something like this but you -- you didn't let that hold you back. You just went for it."
Hm. I wasn't sure whether to be scared or not. I asked him when the judging was going to happen, and he said that three of the judges had already been by this morning. Unfortunately, the fourth judge had the flu and so did not make it by today. Therefore, they have not declared a winner. Three of the four judges have voted, but ain't nobody sayin' nothin' about what it looks like.
I wish, somehow, that these pictures could give you even a slight idea of the sheer visual impact our Christmas Window has. Sadly, they cannot. And yet, a glimmer of brilliance is there, if you look really hard, and perhaps, click your heels together three times and drink a gallon of Tequila.
The full window:
Closeup of the ransom note:
I guess we'll find out tomorrow the results of the judging. On the good side, I neither A) got fired nor B) got asked to take the window down.
So those are definite plusses, IMHO.
[To be continued...]
I love it!
Although, I'm worried about the state of your lipstick. o.0
Those were Glambo's lipsticks.
She has about 4 of 'em in bright, screaming, whore-dog red.
I don't think she'll mind.
Make sure she isn't packin' when you tell her what you've done.
|Date:||December 20th, 2005 03:09 am (UTC)|| |
If you don't win, you were robbed! That window rules, and your telling of the story is the best!
We definitely should win the creativity points.
Although the Christmas tree with the big gold dollar sign on the top made entirely out of green, rectangular post-it notes with little santa faces drawn on them to mimic currency gets points as well.
People apparently can't decide if we actually CUT out all those letters individually. In fact, several people think we actually DID cut out all those letters individually and then blew it up with a xerox at Kinko's or something.
I, after careful consideration, decided not to enlighten them about the Ransom True-Type font, available at a download site near you, until, of course, after the judging.
Because, you know, you don't want to prejudice these things.
Dammit, I should post this comment as another blog entry.
And maybe I will anyway.
Because I can.
|Date:||December 20th, 2005 03:58 am (UTC)|| |
Haha! That's so great! Aah, I remember the days of cutting letters out of magazines for ransom notes. It's so much easier to hold things for ransom now!
|Date:||December 20th, 2005 03:36 am (UTC)|| |
The HR director commented on how we were very brave to have done something like that. "Yeah," he said, "you never know how people are going to take something like this but you -- you didn't let that hold you back. You just went for it."
Subtext: The managers already discussed you, and while I wanted to hang ya, you have clemency, for now.
Ah. You've been at the Tequila, I see.
You know- this is exactly what I needed when coming in to finish a final!
Glad to be of service. :-)
i didn't doubt your word. genius
|Date:||December 21st, 2005 03:16 am (UTC)|| |
That is all.
|Date:||December 21st, 2005 04:30 pm (UTC)|| |
Pure comedy plutonium, that is. (Very rich, but extended exposure has been known to put future generations at risk.)