Our work hours have changed, and now I’m so far ahead of everything that I’ve had to resort to finding busy and official ways of looking busy while at work while actually slacking off.
E (Dude) sent me an e-mail yesterday (he’s started having the same problem, although he works with equipment that fails pretty consistently, so his job is never done) with a riddle:
“What can run but never walks, has a mouth but never talks, has a head but never weeps, and has a bed but never sleeps?”
I answered fairly quickly (it’s one of the first ones my Dad told me) and gave him:
“I have four wings, but cannot fly, I never laugh and never cry. On the same spot I’m always found, toiling away with little sound. What am I?”
He was quick on the uptake with that one, and then said, “Why is a raven like a writing desk?”
My first thought was, “Poe wrote on both”, but he shot it down. I’ve read Alice, and there was no answer there. Also shot down. Eventually he just told me the answer (I begged him not to), and it was completely ridiculous. I stand by my original answer.
After he so rudely assumed I’d never get it, I said, “It spreads like disease, for no one is immune. A few may doubt, but all believe soon. What is it?”
He still hasn’t answered. I’m not sure if he’s just super busy today, or if he actually doesn’t know. He guessed some when I saw him last night, but all of his answers were wrong. I don’t know if he’s trying to make me feel better about his asshole “riddle” or if he genuinely doesn’t know.
What I do know is that I want another riddle. They make work more fun. I’ll be doing something unrelated after reading one, and the answer will pop into my head. It’s extremely exciting.