Best. Name. EVAH.*ahem*
Sometimes, through the course of human existence, there is a confluence of events so perfect, so spectacular, so incredible that they create a moment of absolute awesomeness.
It was a day like any other.
Actually, it was a Saturday, so it was a day like 1 / 7 th of all the other days.
Anyway, one of the other GMs brought his nephew into the office. I have no idea why he brought his nephew into the office, but I turned around and there was a kid there.
Since my supervisor denied my suggestion that we employ child laborers, I assumed he must belong to one of the other guys.
[GM]Dave>> Did anyone lose a person over here?
OtherGM>> Oh, hey.
OtherGM>> He's mine.
OtherGM>> Well, technically, he's my brother's, but he's with me.
[GM]Dave>> Let me add that to my Wikipedia page.
[GM]Dave>> You know, the one about all the stuff I don't give a shit about.
OtherGM>> ... Sorry.
[GM]Dave>> This'll only take a second.
OtherGM>> You're actually putting this on Wikipedia?
[GM]Dave>> Isn't that what I said?
[GM]Dave>> This used to be a page about Paraguay.
[GM]Dave>> No one has noticed yet.
OtherGM>> Wow. That's interesting.
OtherGM>> Can... Can we go now?
[GM]Dave>> Just a second. I need his name.
OtherGM>> He's named after my brother, Jack.
[GM]Dave>> Okay... Jack.
[GM]Dave>> Last name?
[GM]Dave>> I'm sorry. It sounded like you said Daniels.
OtherGM>> I did. It's his last name.
OtherGM>> Same as mine.
[GM]Dave>> So his name...
[GM]Dave>> His LEGAL name...
[GM]Dave>> ... Is Jack Daniels?
OtherGM>> My brother says he didn't even realize when...
[GM]Dave>> OH MY GOD!
[GM]Dave>> JACK DANIELS!
OtherGM>> Could you quiet down?
OtherGM>> I think you're kind of scaring him.
I think my yelling did scare him.
I KNOW he was scared when I held him above my head like the freaking Lion King.
Admittedly, I did not realize how close his head got to that fan.
Oh, he was fine. Couple Dora bandaids and he'll be fine. Slap a couple of bandaids, give him a popsicle, and he won't remember a thing.
He can dress up as Harry Potter for Halloween.
In completely unrelated news, we're not allowed to bring kids into the office anymore.
You almost decapitate one kid...