office rambles

[seldear]

Contrary to what my mathematically-challenged brain might think[*], making an orange, an apple, a kiwifruit, and three strawberries into fruit salad means it's a big-ass fruit salad, not something that's gonna fit in a yoghurt cup! (It's also not going to halt my craving for something creamy, fatty, or doughy, but I'll just have to live with that.)

There's a hilarious thread on frosting vs. icing over at OTF Wank. Highlights include: "MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA. YOU FROSTED MY CAKE. PREPARE TO DIE." As well as "CAKE. THE FINAL FRONTIER. THESE ARE THE VOYAGES OF THE STARSHIP FROSTINGUYS. OUR FIVE-YEAR MISSION: TO EXPLORE STRANGE NEW DESSERTS. TO SEEK OUT NEW CAKES AND NEW FLAVORIZATIONS. TO BOLDLY FROST WHERE NO ICING HAS GONE BEFORE!" I highly recommend, but add a spittake warning.

Is there a name for the variant of Murphy's Law that dictates that no sooner have I finished work for one of the consultants in the office then that consultant is nowhere to be found? This is inevitably after they have hovered at my shoulder since handing me the work four days previously.

[*]This is why I have a computer.

Comments

[sjhw-tolerance.livejournal.com]

LMAO! They got into a fight over frosting vs icing? ::shakes head::

[seldearslj.livejournal.com]

Well, someone did. The people I quoted were more about the mockage potential.

And it is pretty funny to see all the quotations.

"GO AHEAD. ICE MY CAKE." and "SNAPE ICED DUMBLEDORE. P606."