Friday, April 2, 2010

Eggs and Injuries

Sometimes I forget that not everyone grew up being so surrounded by boys that they had to fight tooth and nail to get in on any action and consequently harbor a deep seeded competitive spirit...

If you know me, you know that regardless of the game, I am very competitive and really don't much like to much. I guess I'm a Higerd in that way. Well today, a friendly office Easter egg hunt turned into a fierce fight for dominance, spearheaded by yours truly.

At the emailed command of GO, I was off running, heels and all, grabbing every egg I saw. When Jillian and I spotted the same small green egg under a chair in the conference room, the whole game changed. We both charged ahead but there was something in the way...the big glass conference room door. Now, when you have such advance maneuvering skills as I, such silly obstacles are meaningless, but poor Jillian was not as quick and ran right into it!! I had to refrain from laughing too much when we realized that she had actually hurt her hand pretty good. She was still a good sport and even finished just behind me in second place with 12 eggs. I won with 13. I had to gently inform her that you simply don't mess with Hannah and her win. That is, if you want to walk away physically or emotionally unscathed. After all...all's fair in love and war!

There was an additional prize for me, the Victor. An iTunes gift card and permission to leave early for the weekend!! Too bad I was on deadline and still had several projects to tie up, but I was able to leave about an hour early and had some time to go to the Grove for some much needed retail therapy.

Gotta say, if I couldn't be home to help dye eggs and have hunts with my nieces and nephew, this was certainly the next best thing!!

Happy Easter Everyone!!!

Fool me once...

I love pranks. I have since I was a kid running around Crowley Lake toilet papering friends houses and putting rubber snakes in my mom's bed (got her every time!). I pride myself on thinking up and executing a great prank, like filling 2 entire bedrooms with crumples newspapers up to the waist or convincing a group of boys to streak then stealing their clothes and driving off. But I can also appreciate and accept being bested by a formidable opponent. Such was the case this April fool's day.

I'd been working so hard this week trying to stay caught up on numerous client projects and was feeling a huge case of the thursdays. I had just decided to go down the street for some coffee when we all received an email informing us of a smorgasbord of free Krispy Kreme donuts in the Lobby. Now since I'm really trying to be smart about what I eat, I passed it off initially. But being encouraged by the rest of the interns and really needing to get away from my desk, I follow the march out to the elevator. On our way we passed Andrew, who had sent the email, and one of the interns Jillian made sure to thank him for the heads up. We were all literally salivating in the elevator, Kripsy Kreme's generally have that effect on people.

But the very minute the doors opened to the Lobby, Jillian yelled, OMG April Fools!!! I started laughing hysterically, especially when the others went red with embarrassment and refused to go back up stairs. They desperately tried to think of a lie to tell to make passing Andrew's office less humiliating, even going so far as trying to claim they saw some big celebrity out on Sunset . I however, walked straight into his office, congratulated him on his concept and delivery, and made it known that April fools day or no, he could most certainly expect a response.

The best part was about 3 minutes later, the CEO came barreling in cussing up a storm. He was genuinely upset, not so much to be pranked but more so for getting his hopes up about Kripy Kreme. And needless to say, they have been on everyones mind all day...

So Andrew....Well Done and Game On

Chillin' on Medium Pimpin'

So I have this friend Nicole...she used to be an intern with me, but she was just too fabulous to stay one for long and was quickly hired up to the big time... let me just tell you about her.

She is really new to PR after spending years as a mortgage broker and I'm learning things from her all the time, she a marathon runner and is currently training for a half iron man, she has a husband Mark and 2 french bull dogs, Wilbur and Napoleon who are equally as fabulous, she seems to know everyone there is to know in this town, she is hilarious and even shares stories at her own expense, and she is the most generous, unpretentious and unassuming person I've met in a very long time. I guess you could say that I kind of love her.

Anyway, I tell you that, to tell you this...Nicole and Mark have a boat, a yacht actually, that is lovingly named "Medium Pimpin'"





Is there a "Big Pimpin'" you might ask...No, there is not, but there is a "Little Pimp'", he is the dingy sitting on top.

So I got to spend a sunday afternoon with them and while we didn't actually sail the boat, it was still a fabulous time!! We bbqed, cracked some beers, and I learned everything I think I ever need to know about the adventures of Burning Man. Here is just a glimpse of the disgusting scenery we were bombarded with....






Thanks again Pifkos... I can't wait for my next outing!