Today was a really slow day at work.
When things get slow at Amazon, I find that I have more than a few options in terms of how I can prevent the onset of tedium induced insanity.
First on the list, is to talk to myself; sometimes using goofy voices just for the hell of it.
Though that’s usually my go-to method of keeping myself sane at work, the possibilities for potentially embarrassing encounters with co-workers is honestly just a little bit too high to be practical.
Trust me, the last time it happened to me, I got some truly fucked up sideways glances for it…
*Ahem!* Anyway, my second favorite method of keeping sane at work, is to sing to myself.
Let it be known, the Azn Badger is not someone known for his singing ability.
My choice of songs?
How the fuck I’ve managed to remember the lyrics to those songs after all these years is beyond me.
Maybe it has something to do with Gaston being the pimpest and most manly song in all of existence…
Anyway, though those are my 2 most commonly practiced methods of retaining my sanity at work, as the title of this article indicates; there is another method I’d like to bring up.
Said method would be squeezing the various squeezable products in the warehouse.
Pretty fuckin’ random, right?
You see, all my life I’ve had this problem with always having to grip things in my hands.
I pick something up, or something is given to me, and for whatever reason; I have difficulty putting it down.
Needless to say, I’m one of those guys that routinely carries too much shit at once, only to end up dropping it all.
It’s a weird quirk, almost Bob Dole-like in it’s grip related tenacity.
Although ‘ole Bob did have the advantage of being able to wave his behavior off as a result of war injuries.
Unlike me. I’m just weird is all.
*Ahem!* Getting to the point, when you’re really fuckin’ bored, you’ll find that doing truly retarded shit like squeezing wedges of brie can make all the difference in relieving your boredom.
Don’t ask me why, but the inherent squishiness of brie makes it just perfect for drive-by squeezings…
While squeezing the brie is easily my favorite squeeze related activity at work, there’s a few other items in the warehouse that deserve special mention.
Chief among these is a truly bizarre, and downright creepy looking plush toy called a Sing-A-Ma-Jig.
I don’t know if it was the designers intention, but I feel it’s worth mentioning that the Sing-A-Ma-Jig’s mouth honestly looks like the orifice of a sea anemone.
Either that or it looks like an anus.
Check that, it definitely looks like an anus.
Anyway, the real fun of squeezing this goofy looking toy, comes from the fact that doing so causes it’s anus mouth to simulate a singing motion, while a single musical note plays through a device inside it for the entire duration of said squeeze.
Repeated squeezing of the Sing-A-Ma-Jig results in a new sound of a different tonality, resulting in much hilarity when the Sing-A-Ma-Jig is squeezed rapidly.
Yes, I am in fact annoying as fuck to work with.
The other squeezeable I’d like to mention, is the Alligator Squeak Mat.
This guy got me through some rough days, no foolin’.
Here’s an indication of how much squeeze related fun one can have at work with an Alligator Squeak Mat:
Imagine the joy of your basic squeak toy and the amount of annoying ass squeaking that can be accomplished with said toy.
Now take those 2 factors, and multiply them by 20.
Oh yeah, and factor in the fact that said squeak toy just happens to be an alligator AKA an amazingly awesome animal.
Seriously man, some may think that’s a few squeakers too many for a child’s squeak toy, but me; personally I think it’s genius.
That’s 20 different squeaky noises that one can generate, if you’re like me and like to be an ass, you squeeze ’em all at once to make one massive uber squeak.
Did I mention I can be annoying when I’m bored at work?
Anyway, I honestly had nothing to write about tonight, so I decided I would do just that.
For 800 words or so…