i think yes-man is about to snap.

every wednesday and friday, i contribute one dollar to his lotto pool which consists of four people. however, when the lotto pot is apparently a large sum, the entire office takes part in contributing their share.

this is one such day.

yes-man brought with him a strange contraption that mimics an actual lotto number drawing machine, complete with a spinning globe. he placed it on raver mommy's desk and cajoled her into using it to pick her numbers. she then passed it around to everyone else in the office, asking them to do the same.

after a while, yes-man had lost track of his spinning toy, so he ran off in search of it, quite audibly muttering to himself, "i don't want someone taking it". mommy two and i looked at each other when he disappeared down the hall, rolling our eyes and shaking our heads.

another few minutes passed, when the late-forties man reappeared with the spinning globe in hand, and fluttered about exclaiming, "you see?? this is what everyone is using to pick their numbers. it's what we're going to win with !" he repeated his mantra in various locations. after approaching the other sales managers in the office, he poked his nose into boss2's office, where he received great praise, and off he went to admin lady's office. as he sauntered back to his desk, he continued to mutter, "that's still two million each..."

... yeah.

i believe that this behavior is resultant of the events of yesterday morning.

ever since my tiff with boss2, he has created a barrier from the girls and me. this barrier is the hapless yes-man. when boss2 needs to know something, he asks yes-man, who in turn asks us and reports back to boss2.

how silly is this?

what is he, a child wielding the silent treatment?

anyway, the computer illiterate boss2 misunderstood the results on his screen, because he didn't realize that there is a lag-time in the system refreshing itself. this prompted him to call the unaware yes-man into his office where he spent a good fifteen minutes being scolded.

when he emerged, the agitated yes-man

confronted the girls for poor work performance. after much confusion, disdain, and dissent, we all concluded that the problem did not lie in their performances, but rather with boss2's lack of intelligence.

the door to boss2's office closed behind yes-man once more. another ten minutes wasted away, while he explained to the inept manager on how the company database system works, and the ways the girls and i have delegated our tasks.

thus, i conclude that yes-man is desperate to win the lotto, so that he can run away. forever.