01.10.07 :: 9:31 am


today's secret word is: ourobouros.

"What claims do we need to make on the label for 2H10?"
"What is this code?"
"Per the heading of the mail, it's 2H10."
"I don't have all the codes memorized, can you please be specific?"
"Tester spray."
"YES BUT WHICH ONE? WE HAVE THREE DIFFERENT FRAGRANCE LAUNCHES WITH TESTER SPRAYS. PLEASE ADVISE."
"2.5 ounce tester spray 2H10."
"THEY'RE ALL TWO AND A HALF OUNCES, THOUGH, WHICH ONE??!?!"

round and round we go, where it stops, nobody knows.

This reminds me of two things.

1. The Caucus Race from "Alice in Wonderland."

2. A hilarious incident in the NYU dorm back in the day wherein Achren and her roommate frustrated the shit out of each other for minutes trying to understand one another's takeout order. It culminated in the immortal line: "AAAAGH! SOUP!!! WHAT FLAVOR???!"


Thank you, and good morning.

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