I've done kind of a weird thing at work. At my last place of employment, I was known as the one who was a little bit "odd". I had:
pencils stuck in my ceiling
a skull wearing a Burger King crown sitting on my monitor
a rubber chicken on my bookshelf
a Superman doll (ahem ... action figure)
and a thousand other little oddities I had collected over the years.
But at my present work, I haven't really done anything strange yet. Until Monday. I happened to have a poceket full of change Monday. A real handful and I hate having that jingle around in my pocket as I walk around. At lunchtime I put all the silver change in the lovely little change slots in my truck. But of course, the good people at Ford (and every other carmaker) did not see fit to provide a place for the lowliest member the change family; the penny.
So I walked back into work with about 13 pennies in my pocket. And for some reason I started leaving them places. I always left them on a flat surface. And I always left them in one of the corners of the flat surface. And I always left them heads-up. For a day nobody noticed. Then I overheard someone ask someone else about a penny they had found. And that opened the floodgates. Everyone around these two started pointing out pennies they had seen in their travels around the office. Some people started to get freaked out, kinda like crop circles or Stonehenge.
But the weird thing is that they started mentioning pennies in places I hadn't put there. Including one in the ladies room (which I will honestly say, I did not go into...yet). Someone else has picked up the game. I'm not sure what the next step is, but it seems too good to let die now.
If anyone from my work is reading this (which I sincerely doubt), please don't reveal the secret.
