Respect, yo.
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susie_floOne of my idealistic managers told me today that the Mars Corporation has established a set of behavioural principles in their IT department and they've named all of their meeting rooms after them. (E.g. people say "I'll meet you in the 'Respect' room at 3pm" or "Today's conference will be held in the 'Responsibility' suite")
Bless his cottons - he thought that it would be great if we did the same thing at our workplace. Personally I'd give it 10-15 seconds for the rooms to become colloquially known as the 'Bullying' Room and the 'Fuck You' suite.
In other news, I ran my This Charming Boy blog through gizoogle, which converts web pages into Gansta speak and I'm DYING at what it does to dialogue.
Alas, that blog is mainly read by grandmas, so I shall have to keep it clean over there and post my fav snippets of Gansgta convos with the 'crobe here instead...
Exhibit 1:
“Mummy, you’re a cold-ass lil cow!”
“Am I, biatch? Oh good. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! Moo. Now stop shouting“
*5 mins later, apparently apropoz of nothing*
“Mummy, I wanna gin n juice you, nahmean biiiatch?”
Nuff props, Microbe.
Exhibit 2:
*pause*
“Mummy, I’ve gots suttin' else ta rap ”
“What tha fuck iz it?”
“It’s bout mah purple bird over there” *starts ta creep back ta toys…*
“No! Quit dat shit. Yo ass don’t need any toys n' aint a thugged-out damn thang dat yo' ass can do. Lie down!”
“oh”
“Oi! I holla'd no!”
“but…”
“Quit dat shit. I’m not laughing.” *cough cough*
“That was naughty. Now LIE BACK DOWN!”
“But I need ta rap a rap bout mah bird”
“Oh… go on then.”
Yo, suffice ta say, his stories is not what tha fuck you’d call workz of literary fiction, however much they may have up in common wit Finnegan’s Wake.
(NB: for anyone who wants to read their own blog in Gansta-ese, just paste the url here: http://gizoogle.net/)
Bless his cottons - he thought that it would be great if we did the same thing at our workplace. Personally I'd give it 10-15 seconds for the rooms to become colloquially known as the 'Bullying' Room and the 'Fuck You' suite.
In other news, I ran my This Charming Boy blog through gizoogle, which converts web pages into Gansta speak and I'm DYING at what it does to dialogue.
Alas, that blog is mainly read by grandmas, so I shall have to keep it clean over there and post my fav snippets of Gansgta convos with the 'crobe here instead...
Exhibit 1:
“Mummy, you’re a cold-ass lil cow!”
“Am I, biatch? Oh good. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! Moo. Now stop shouting“
*5 mins later, apparently apropoz of nothing*
“Mummy, I wanna gin n juice you, nahmean biiiatch?”
Nuff props, Microbe.
Exhibit 2:
*pause*
“Mummy, I’ve gots suttin' else ta rap ”
“What tha fuck iz it?”
“It’s bout mah purple bird over there” *starts ta creep back ta toys…*
“No! Quit dat shit. Yo ass don’t need any toys n' aint a thugged-out damn thang dat yo' ass can do. Lie down!”
“oh”
“Oi! I holla'd no!”
“but…”
“Quit dat shit. I’m not laughing.” *cough cough*
“That was naughty. Now LIE BACK DOWN!”
“But I need ta rap a rap bout mah bird”
“Oh… go on then.”
Yo, suffice ta say, his stories is not what tha fuck you’d call workz of literary fiction, however much they may have up in common wit Finnegan’s Wake.
(NB: for anyone who wants to read their own blog in Gansta-ese, just paste the url here: http://gizoogle.net/)
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Date: 2014-03-20 05:47 pm (UTC)Unfortunately, they weren't named on the booking system, just on the door of the individual rooms, so we all referred to them as 5.1 or 2.6 or whatever 'cos that was how they were booked. Which was a pity.
There was also a small plaque in each room telling you a bit about the person the room was named after, which was a nice touch for the less well-known scientists.
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Date: 2014-03-20 05:54 pm (UTC)When I temped for the NHS I committed a big faux pas in my first week when I questioned why the meeting rooms were named after serial killers - there was a West Room and a Sutcliffe Room as surely that was a bit insensitive ( I know that's rich coming from me but hey ho) only to be looked at in an appalled manner and told they were actually named after famous yorkshire cricketers. Honestly - do I look like the kind of person who knows anything about cricket?
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Date: 2014-03-21 12:24 pm (UTC)if it's any consolation, me, my mother and my sister would all have made the same mistake...