I think I have acquired a stalker. Just my luck, it is not a hot babe I slept with and is now boiling my daughter’s rabbit. No, I have a work-hallway stalker. He’s one of our newer IT guys, and unlike the IT stereotypes, he’s nice. In fact he is aggressively, frighteningly nice. I’m constantly running into him in the halls, and every time, every-freaking-time, it’s the same thing.
”Howdy, Howdy, Howdy!”
He has several versions. There is the quick and clipped, in a hurry, “howdyhowdyhowdy”. The Monday morning, slow drawled slightly bleary-eyed version, sometimes coupled with a knowing nod, “Howdy…howdy…howdy”. My personal favorite: Friday afternoon, quick succession, overly enthusiastic, slight head bob, pantomimed quick-draw pistol shot, “howdy-Howdy- HOWDY!”
It’s utterly ridiculous, and beyond that, it’s creeping me out. He always finds me. This morning I had a scary new one: the disembodied voice. I was in the hallway, waiting to talk to my boss and I heard it, seemingly out of nowhere. “Howdy-howdy-howdy.” I looked around, couldn’t find him. Finally, I looked down, and realized his head was poking out from underneath the wall I was standing next too. I’m sure he’s got some cover story about wiring or something, but I think he sets traps for people to howdy them. This has to stop.
Posted by Frinklin at June 30, 2004 07:50 PMHowdyHowdyHowdy!
Posted by: ensie at July 2, 2004 10:10 PMAll I can think to say is "Howdy howdy howdy." How does that grab you?
Posted by: Daniel at September 1, 2005 04:34 PM