Thursday 23 August 2012

It’s only crazy if you answer too...

A few e-mail trails I have been sending to people to stave away (Or perhaps given some of the content magnify) insanity whilst sat at a desk all day. No more internet trawling, no stories about the random things that happen at work…L Because I have spared you so little time of late I figured these may make you titter (fantastic word that, titter) and offset your undoubted feeling of abandonment. Of course, the e-mail addresses are fictitious so as to protect the privacy of my unknowing friends and family, and the occasional detail may be omitted for the same reason but as the only people likely to be reading this are the same people involved in making it it’s probably of little consequence.


Unlucky Day.com

From: My Cousin [mailto:******@hotmail.com]
To:
Me@supersecretsquirrelcompany.co.uk
Subject: EXTERNAL: FW: EXTERNAL: RE: .

 Uh oh, Today your sister had an appointment with the Doctor, on arriving home she was somewhat upset to find her car missing, even more upset at seeing 3 other cars that you could have used., but our saga does not end there. Finding that she could not reach the pedals on your bike, she had to walk to the Doctors. It was during this epic journey that the heavens decided to open up with a downpour more common in the rainforests of Brazil, the individual raindrops were the size of a two pence piece, suffice to say she got drenched, soaked and then had to run the gauntlet at the surgery of patients helpfully pointing out that it was raining outside.

Having called her to see what she was planning for dinner, I discovered that there is a doubt as to your parentage, but was quite relieved to hear that you were going to provide dinner tonight, as you sister is now ensconced on my sofa with no intention of moving for at least 15 hours.  I look forward to see what you are planning for dinner.

From: Me@supersecretsquirrelcompany.co.uk
To: ******@hotmail.com
Subject: RE: EXTERNAL: FW: EXTERNAL: RE: .

 That is deeply unfortunate for her. Perhaps if she gave me some warning then I could know not to take her motor vehicle, but as I had no prior knowledge of her arrival and subsequent requirement for said motor vehicle I could not have known. I do of course have a work number, and a work e-mail and I could even have considered it an ‘emergency’ and collected her to go to the doctors, on the proviso that she could pick me up in the afternoon when I finish.

Alas perhaps it is her parentage that should be in question, but to smooth her undoubtedly ruffled feathers I can provide for dinner – as long as dinner is chips and other things found in your freezer and mine, cooked in your oven.

Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC




I didn’t know replies had to make sense.co.uk

-----Original Message-----
Subject: EXTERNAL: Out of Office AutoReply: Weekend
 
I will be in a meeting all day with no access to emails , for urgent project assistance please contact Fakefirstname Eccleston (Head of [Stuff]) on [don’t be silly I’m not giving you his bosses contact details.co.uk].


-----Original Message-----
Subject: RE: Weekend

How come your boss has a different e-mail address to you? You sure it's correct? Should I e-mail him and ask if you have incorrectly put your company e-mail address on your out of office?

For that matter, why have you got an out of office? We all know your reading your phone in this meeting like everyone else; in fact- I hope you remembered to put it on silent... Oops!
 
Is your boss any relationship to Bernie? If he is can I have a go in an F1 car? I fancy myself as an international rockstar-playboy-racer type. Alternatively I would be happy with a mere 10% of Bernie's wealth. Perhaps I can ask him whilst I let him know about you putting his e-mail address on incorrectly.

Oh scratch that, maybe the spelling problem is caused by your boss - he has spelt Ecclestone incorrectly hasn't he? Missed the 'e' off and everything, just like he missed the end of his own e-mail address on your out of office. He seems a little incompetent. Perhaps you should be his boss. Then again, you can be a bit special too. All this complication is making my head hurt. I am going to lie down whilst the two of you grease up and wrestle for the Bronze in the Special Olympics.


Chow,
Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC
   
-----Original Message-----
Subject: EXTERNAL: RE: Weekend

See in red;

How come your boss has a different e-mail address to you? You sure it's correct? ##########Im special ##########Should I e-mail him and ask if you have incorrectly put your company e-mail address on your out of office?#######no########



For that matter, why have you got an out of office? ##########in meetings and have very pressing clients############We all know your reading your phone in this meeting like everyone else; in fact- I hope you remembered to put it on silent... Oops! ###########on the i-pad with feet up at home############

Is your boss any relationship to Bernie? #####no, but worth as much#########If he is can I have a go in an F1 car? #####no######I fancy myself as an international rockstar-playboy-racer type. Alternatively I would be happy with a mere 10% of Bernie's wealth. #########you already have that in inheritance########## Perhaps I can ask him whilst I let him know about you putting his e-mail address on incorrectly. 
Oh scratch that, maybe the spelling problem is caused by your boss - he has spelt Ecclestone incorrectly hasn't he?##########no########## Missed the 'e' off and everything, just like he missed the end of his own e-mail address on your out of office. He seems a little incompetent. Perhaps you should be his boss. Then again, you can be a bit special too. All this complication is making my head hurt. I am going to lie down whilst the two of you grease up and wrestle for the Bronze in the Special Olympics.



Regards

My Friend
Jumped-up job title with silly letters after it
M:  His number

  
The company he works for Ltd
Their address
"A really silly and cheesy company motto written inexplicably in quotes"
  
-----Original Message-----
Subject: RE: Weekend

I don't get colour in your replies, for some unknown reason. Because of this I reject your reality and substitute my own. Because of this I am no longer driving to Newquay, I shall take the yacht and meet you at the campsite by helicopter - where my loveable unicorn (Derek) will have prepared a fine feast for the little people.

Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC


-----Original Message-----
Subject: EXTERNAL: RE: Weekend

You been eating mercury? Mad as a hatter!!


Regards

My Friend
Jumped-up job title with silly letters after it
M:  His number

  
The company he works for Ltd
Their address
"A really silly and cheesy company motto written inexplicably in quotes"


-----Original Message-----
Subject: RE: Weekend


I do wear hats occasionally, but as I often find in the summer that they make my head too warm I usually go without. Sometimes in the winter to prevent my head getting too cold I wear hats though, I have two favourites - the one that’s made of fur and has flaps for my ears and the chicken-hat beanie. Both have their merits, obviously the fur hat is warmer and I can also pretend I am a Russian which is nice, except I often find I cannot do that funny squatting-leg-dance that all Russians do and this makes me sad. Sometimes sad enough to take the fur hat off and throw it on the floor. I tried to do the Russian dance on it in disgust once but it didn't work and made me sadder in fact.
When I am sad about the Russian dance I find it better to wear the chicken hat. Not because I want to pretend to be a chicken of course - that would be silly. But it has longer flaps and I can pull them up and war the hat like that kid on the band that was popular briefly after x-talented-new-Zealand or something. But because my hat looks like a chicken it’s a bit better than his. His looks like a tea cosy and not at all like a chicken. 
 
I haven’t eaten any mercurys (Mercuries?) lately; in fact I have never eaten any kind of American-market large-to-mid size vehicles to the best of my memory at all. On long journeys I used to sit in the back of my parents Mercedes and sometimes when very bored I chewed the leathery bit that covers the top of the door. It tasted really bad but left funny impressions below the window. I often hoped that people would see those marks and have a discussion about what made the marks, they would probably wind up agreeing that it must be a pet of some kind (likely a dog) leaving the marks after a long conversation and at that point I could jump out and tell them it was me with a grand flourish.

Speaking of mad I am angry with Derek, he has stolen my left sock and used it to spank the President of Uganda. He and I are both quite upset about it and I would rather you didn’t bring up Derek again.

Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC
  


Getting off topic.co.ca

To: Me@supersecretsquirrelcompany.co.uk; Loads of his family and friends
Subject: EXTERNAL: Newquay

What are the plans for leaving?

7am M3/J7 Motorway Bridge??

10-4


Regards

My Friend
Jumped-up job title with silly letters after it
M:  His number
The company he works for Ltd
Their address
"A really silly and cheesy company motto written inexplicably in quotes" 

 
To: *******.********@hiscompanyemail.com; Loads of his family and friends
Subject: RE: Newquay

7a-what-now?

Perhaps you are confused, and actually mean to say 12pm, otherwise known to army types as 12:00 on that silly 24 hour time system they have. Even though it’s not really 24 hours, its 23 hours and 59 minutes which if you think about it makes no sense at all. If I told a silly-army-type to go somewhere at 24:00 hours they would look at me funny and say ‘do you mean 00:00 hours?’ Then I would point out that their system is silly and they would probably get upset. They may not even go to the specified place at all in fact. How do you say ’00:00’ out loud anyway?


Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC
 
From: *******.********@hiscompanyemail.com
To:
Me@supersecretsquirrelcompany.co.uk; Loads of his family and friends
Subject: RE: Newquay
Obviously the short time at [The Super Secret Squirrel Company] has institutionalised you already and your not thinking straight.

I’m happy to leave at 7am (07:00 for Dave) on the M3/J7 motorway bridge so anyone that wants to convoy down then see you there!! If not then make our own way down and meet at site!!  Simples!!

How’s that for being blue, iv actually made a decision on my own!!


Regards

My Friend
Jumped-up job title with silly letters after it
M:  His number
The company he works for Ltd
Their address
"A really silly and cheesy company motto written inexplicably in quotes"
  
From: His.Sister@hercompanyemail.com
To:
Me@supersecretsquirrelcompany.co.uk; *******.********@hiscompanyemail.com; Loads of his family and friends
Subject: RE: Newquay

Well done you - I am very proud of my baby brother...!
Gold star, top in class...;-))

With best regards,
His Sisters Name
A long and complicated job title that sounds important

Mobile: Her number

To: *******.********@hiscompanyemail.com; His.Sister@hercompanyemail.com; Loads of his family and friends
Subject: RE: Newquay

I don’t know what time we are leaving, and because of this fact I almost certainly don’t deserve a gold star or to go to the top of the class. I did once go to the top of the class though, it was a long time ago but I remember distinctly going there because I wrote on the blackboard whilst stood there. The whole episode resulted in a brief suspension, and I don’t think my brief foray into top-of-the-class-isum went very well at all.
Although whilst suspended I spent a lot of time watching daytime TV, which at the time was a greatly entertaining mixture of cartoons and, uh, actually it was only cartoons. But they were very good ones, like Hannah-Barbara’s Wacky Races. I would like to think it was this day that helped form my elder years, I often think it would be really cool to have a car from the wacky races – except that caveman one because they had to run all the time.
I like the one from the Addams family types because they had a dragon. I would really like a dragon because then I could use it for many different tasks. It would breathe fire and fly and I would call him Jimmy-the-Dragon. Eventually I would tire of calling him Jimmy-the-Dragon because it’s quite long and he may have stopped listening to me halfway through his name. I would then shorten his name to Jimmy, and a while later to simply Jim. I could fly places on Jim and he would set fire to things for me.

Me
Should be Company Director

Direct: 999
Super Secret Squirrel Company, Everywhere-ville, SS4 1SC


And that’s all I got, these people are surprisingly difficult to provoke into longer conversations, but I will keep trying…