Pages

    Wednesday, September 05, 2007

    EVERY vote matters!

    Kate "Bleepin" Ranzini put her tobacco in early this morning. She patted her chin slightly, yes, no one would notice. Sometimes the tobaccy helps her get ready. You see, she felt extra feisty and told a few cars just what she thought of their "driving" as they pulled into the parking lot here at Rawlings. After egging on a few of the Verizon folks, Ranzini plopped down at her desk, closed the door, and did some UFC warm ups on some mannequins that were stationed in her office. You know the kind that used to have heads and bodies but were now essentially glorified hangers. (thanks Kate)

    Meanwhile, Suzyn "Agent Orange" Siebert sent a special UFC package Kate's way. Some of you may have seen this special one-two punch of a need to archive her old emails (and Kate's been here before email) mixed with a need to restart her system to install an "update". Siebert asked one of her MIS (pronounced My A$$) cohorts to call and ask for Kate's IP address. Hint, telling them your IP address lets the MIS crew know exactly where you are. It's kind of like a tracking system and a bug mixed into one.

    Ranzini was unable to get to work. Frustrated, she went into the Pro Department's crying room (formerly Ted's office) and yelled. Stuff I just can't print. And stuff that signaled to Suzyn that it was time to get to work. She hopped onto the railing and slid downstairs, carrying a two by four in one hand and "Richie" Rich Truex in the other. Truex would be the distraction (or the bait as Suzyn referred to him), the two by four would be her weapon of choice. Extra Splintery.

    There was a knock on Kate's door. It was Rich. Kate smiled (sort of). She stood up to greet him and in some sort of crazy tandem move, Truex dropped to the turf, Siebert used him as a springboard and delivered an acrobatic wake up call to Ranzini, clearing the tobacco out of her mouth and getting this party started, MIS style.

    Ranzini's rolling chair went flying into the narrow corridor. But Kate didn't panic. She doesn't panic. Ever. She got her fighting jacket back from Seth (who borrowed it the other day), dusted herself off and then sat back down to get to work. Oh, and while she worked she hoisted Siebert up into the air in some sort of a power hold. And Kate can hold things for a long time.

    This became an interesting struggle - of noise versus silence. Which is more deadly, silence or chaos? (Don't ask a 11 year old boy that question). Kate would scream, Suzyn would not respond. It was odd and awkward but both really got under the others' skin. And, come quittin time, the score was deadlocked at 18. That's right 18-18.

    Now comes the part where I tell you one person got an extra jab in, right?

    No.

    Both were exhausted and this one had to be called by the judges.

    Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a first-ever. A UFC draw.

    But, wait, there are no ties in the UFC.

    And, a recap of the voting history shows that the winning blow came at 8:04 am CST...

    A Bleepin Victory.

    Kate wins 18-18, by early vote tiebreaker.

    Wow.

    Ranzini advances to meet Jason "Graphic Violence" McCartney next Friday, 9/14

    0 comments: