The Butt Kicker

Embarrasing moments at work.

Day: -5
Mood: Very good
Chris sends link to daily woot. As a result of good mood and caffine I purchase woot as a graduation gift for Jimmy. To ensure that I get woot as soon as possible I have it shipped to my office in SF so as not to miss the fed-ex guy.

Day: -4
Mood: Remorseful
Reality that I have just shipped a silly item from woot to my workplace sets in.

Day: -3
Mood: Concerned
Woot has still not shipped, not sure if it is going to make it in time.

Day: -2
Mood: Ambivilant
No woot. It's not going to make it. Oh well.

Day: 0
Mood: Elated
Graduation party rocks, no woot, but horseshoes and smashing a truck with a sledgehammer focuses my mind elsewhere.

Day: +4
Mood: Concerned
Woot has arrived at work. Working from home so cannot retrieve it until next week.

Day +5
Woot sits on desk at work.

Day +9
Mood: Embarassed
Come in to work to find massive box on desk (woot). The clearly labeled package has been aligned like an art piece so that all may revel in it's existance. It seems to saw, 'Behold, this idiot bought a Butt Kicker'.
http://www.thebuttkicker.com/ButtKicker%20Gamer_home.html



Day +433
Mood: Victorious
After more then a month in Twitters office, two weeks in the back of my car, a month and a half in my living room, and the remainder in my garage, the butt kicker was finally delivered to my brother as a college graduation present. After an epic odyssey I am proud to report that the butt kicker is kicking butts. My brother reports that on a medium setting the device delivers enough force to throw him from his office chair. A project is in the works to secretly mount the device inside his couch, allowing the delivery of a brown noise class audible to unsuspecting guests. Kick on butt kicker, kick on.