At the beginning of this month, “He” got a well-deserved promotion, and moved to another agency. I’m kind of sad about that because in his former job, he was on call almost all the time, and since I am basically nocturnal, I would keep him company when he would have to get up at 3:00 in the morning to work. I’ll miss that time with him, but “She” is so excited to be able to sleep through the night now!
It has been an easy transition, as the people He is working with are really nice, and He is in the same building as before, and continues to be in touch with the friends He left at his former job. Also, it seems He has found himself in a Gnome Zone.
During his first week of work, He returned from lunch one day to find a Gnome had taken up residence at his desk. His name is Bittlebert, and he is going to keep vigil during the day to make sure things go well.
Per Wikipedia, in modern fantasy games, Gnomes are depicted as little guys “displaying characteristics such as a cheery temperament, a high degree of intelligence coupled with curiosity and poor judgment, and an unusual talent when it comes to either using magic or inventing and building technology…” We don’t know much around here about fantasy games, modern, or otherwise, but it appears He has a lot in common with Gnomes. He has a talent with technology and a cheery temperament, and is intelligent and curious. I sure wouldn’t say his judgement is poor – He does live with nine cats!
It seems that Gnomes are also quite considerate little creatures. When they found out that She works close by and had no Gnome of her own, one was provided! He found the little fellow on his desk one day with instructions to be given to her. So, now She also has a little guy to watch out over her every day. Meet Gnorman:
She was happy to have Gnorman come to her desk, and will always feel protected with him looking up at her adoringly.
So, “Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it’s off to work” they go, and they have a couple of sweet little Gnomes to keep them company while they are there. I’m okay with that. As long as they know there’s no Gnome at home, and I’ll be the one to look up at them adoringly and keep them safe and happy. I’m as good as any Gnome, anyway. I’m intelligent, curious, cheerful, technologically gifted (I can open cabinet doors), but, like him, my judgement is sound. I knew which house to start hanging around, didn’t I?