Despite the affection for “soft rock” station and it’s lies about more variety, my coworker and I get along pretty well.
We share a common confusion about Nemmie and Nemmie Behavior.
For example, Nemmie often wanders into the conference room. When no one is in there. Due to the angle of our seats, we can’t see what they’re doing in there. Not that we should care, but we’re curious as to what warrants 5+ visits to a darkened conference room a day.
Curiosity got the best of us and we started signaling to each other so if one of us was up, we could look and see what he was doing.
Less to say, Nemmie caught onto the fact that we were yelling “CAW-CAW!” when conference room activities commenced.
Oh and rumor has it that Nemmie was blankly staring at the wall.
I can tell when Nemmie’s having a slow day, because they get all predatory on the fax machine.
Yesterday, my co-worker is waiting for some important, confidential, paperwork to come through the fax. However, she wasn’t able to be there the entire time so I rolled over to her desk and commented, “Don’t worry, I’m sure that if your document comes over, Nemmie will hand deliver it to you.”
And we snicker.
In addition to already noted bizarre behaviors, Nemmie will skew their paperwork in your inbox and make some kind of noise announcing the arrival of more work.
We have to share a binder and Nemmie needed it (which isn’t a big deal) and returns it with a boisterious THUD.
THE BINDER HAS BEEN RETURNED!
Reverting to the confidential fax, when my co-worker returned empty handed from the fax and Nemmie walked over to check the machine, I coyly mentioned, “You know, in their natural habitat, the salesperson has been know to be quite territotorial. Prey should exercise caution around the salespersons area, especially the fax machine.”
She laughs and says, “Yeah, they may drag me into the conference room!”
And then it occurs to me. “That must be where the carrion is hidden!”