Weird incident #1: I'd gotten e-mails while I was out regarding the department's "holiday party", which is going to be at Buca this year; the e-mails asked me to pick two pasta choices to be served. I blew them both off, since I liked all the options and didn't really care which were served. Not choosing was denied to me, though, as two of the party committee members (both young women in their 20s, I should note) visited my cube and insisted that I had to vote "because it was real close!". I looked at them and said, "I don't have any preference, really- but I am open to bribery." Giggling ensued, and then they replied in unison "Fettucini alfredo." Women and their creamy pasta dishes. Hmmm.
Weird incident #2: My boss mistook me for a bear - no, not the kind that hangs out at the Bolt, the kind that lives in the woods and eats stupid people. Yes, I am rather large and dressed all in black, but really...
Weird incident #3: While standing with P at the Caribou, I was approached by a young woman waving a BYOB coupon who announced, "I don't have a partner; would you like to share my coupon?" I politely refused (while P practically gagged from biting her tongue) since I had one of my own. Later, when we were seated with our drinks at a safe distance, I asked P "What was that all about? I mean, I'm flattered and all, but...?" P replied, "She was giving you The Look." "Ah," I nodded. "I wish I'd noticed that. I could have leaned over and in a very loud whisper informed her that you were my daughter." "Heh. That's why she was being discreet about it."
I have now reached my weirdness limit for the day and will remain dug in at my cube until it's safe to some out again.