> I'm working in an office for some great people
> for spring break. Even so, they are a bit odd at
> times, particularly the one for whom I do the
> most work. Here's a task she seriously asked
> me to perform today while I waited a couple
> minutes for her to finish with the computer on
> which I had my work:
>
> "Please check those papers to see if the
> white-out is dry yet, and if it's not, blow on it."

Herding pigeons was an integral part of my job on the ferry until recently (when they moved me to a different boat). At the city end of the ferry route, pigeons fly in through the big sliding doors on one deck, and go around the boat looking for crumbs in between trips. Then, because they have the brains of a pigeon, they invariably make their way to other decks and can't find the door again. I spent a stupid amount of time on pigeon removal, chasing these cretinous panicking flying rats around the boat's interior and trying to direct them back out through the doors.