I’m postponing my scheduled blog entry for today to share with you a good laugh from work yesterday. I was in a meeting, trying to pay attention as usual, when a PowerPoint slide came up that was teaching a point using an analogy of a dartboard and darts. As I was looking at the picture, I turned my head slightly to the left and thought, “Oh my gosh. That looks like…” A slight smirked came on my face, and I slyly looked around at my co-workers expecting a similar expression. However, they just sat there looking at the slide. So I had a decision to make. I could (1) be professional and ignore it, (2) risk making a sarcastic comment, hoping to get a laugh, or (3) pass a note to my co-worker and share a giggle. I knew I couldn’t let an opportunity like this pass, but I couldn’t be that unprofessional, so I choose option three. As nonchalantly as possible, I tore off some paper, wrote 5 words, folded it into a ball, and threw it at my co-worker. I anxiously tapped my foot waiting for my anticipated reaction as my co-worker opened and read the note. To my disappointment, he said nothing and handed it to my manager. My manager then reads it, folds it back up, and continues listening to the presentation without  acknowledging my comment. I was dying! How could they not find that funny? No eye-rolling, no snort, no smile, nothing! As I was denied a reaction, I couldn’t hold it any longer and let out a snicker. The presenter asked me what was so funny, and my manager asked if he should read my note to the rest of the “class.” Between my giggles I said, “No, no, I’m sorry. Please continue,” and bit my pen the rest of the meeting to keep from laughing.

So this is the picture of the dartboard and darts:

But this is what I saw:

(The note said “looks like fertilization to me.”)

After the meeting, both co-workers said, “Oh Jenny, c’mon! Why are you the only one who thinks like that?”
“You c’mon!” I retorted, “How could you guys not see that?”
“No Jenny, we only saw a dartboard and darts.”
Other people who had seen the presentation agreed—they only saw a dartboard and darts.
“Well then,” I admitted, “I guess my biological clock must be ticking.”

Ultimately, we all agreed the dartboard and darts looked like…well…what it looked like.

Anyway, that PowerPoint was to be presented at a company meeting later that day. Needless to say, the presenter used a different image. (I don’t think I would be the only one who sees something other than a dartboard and darts.)

**So if you date Jenny, do not assume she sees things like that all the time. Actually, a lot of that kind of thinking goes over her head. And if she ever passes you a note with something that (she thinks) is funny, the least you can do is give her a smile.