Where in the World is Sprizee Seattle?
Let the speculation begin. Sprizee has gone missing in the blog world. It has been a sad past few days I must say. I know for sure she is alive, or do I? They say imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. Therefore by blogging about her disappearance I am doing my part to end her writer's block. Sprizee got me turned on to this evil blogging drug and now she has gone missing. No I did not stuff her in the back of her Passat after a stressful day of work last week. No I did not drive her to the mountains and put an ether laced rag over her mouth. I did however force her to eat a quart of Breyers Butter Pecan this week. Most of you know this is her least favorite flavor of her least favorite brand of ice cream. I take exception to this and decided enough was enough.
I contacted my people and my people contacted their people and a plan was hatched. After work on Monday, a white Breyers ice cream truck waited for Ms. Sprizee to complete her shift in lovely Bellevue, WA. It was a normal busy day for Sprizee where she had a million different things going on at once. She had to coordinate with folks in India, run errands for co-workers, put up with lame officemates hanging out in her office for extended periods of time, and worst of all she was forced to Instant Message with me. Sure there are many other things she did, but I don't feel like giving all the details, trying not to arouse suspicion with the fuzz. When Sprizee came out to her Passat Monday evening they waited for the precise moment and captured herlazy ass and then bound and gagged her like they routinely do on Fox's 24. She was brought back to HQ and forced to eat Breyers ice cream from her holding cell. She still sits there to this very minute.
We are trying to break her down by any means necessary to get the next elusive post out of her, but she is a toughbitch nut to crack. She says Friday was her last post for awhile and refuses to post until she knows what she is going to do about her current work situation. My people offered to hire her for a permanent IM position, but she declined. Looks like we will need to bring in more Breyers ice cream and raid her home and remove all things pink to coerce her into a new posting.
to be continued....
I contacted my people and my people contacted their people and a plan was hatched. After work on Monday, a white Breyers ice cream truck waited for Ms. Sprizee to complete her shift in lovely Bellevue, WA. It was a normal busy day for Sprizee where she had a million different things going on at once. She had to coordinate with folks in India, run errands for co-workers, put up with lame officemates hanging out in her office for extended periods of time, and worst of all she was forced to Instant Message with me. Sure there are many other things she did, but I don't feel like giving all the details, trying not to arouse suspicion with the fuzz. When Sprizee came out to her Passat Monday evening they waited for the precise moment and captured her
We are trying to break her down by any means necessary to get the next elusive post out of her, but she is a tough
to be continued....