We had a rough week at work like any office that has rough weeks. In today’s morning meeting Justin brought up that we should think positive and try to bring back some good vibes. This afternoon I ran into the Easter Bunny, here’s the e-mail I sent out after our talk:

From: Arthur Ebuen
Date: Fri, 02 Apr 2010 14:27:13 -0700
To: All@work
Subject: The Easter Bunny was here with treats

I went outside to grab something from my car and saw the Easter Bunny. I approached him and the conversation went something like this:

Me: What up Easter Bunny?
EB: (Embarrassed) AW SNAP, you can see me?
Me: I’m talking to you aren’t I?
EB: A’ight, don’t gotta be a punk ‘bout it.
Me: What’cha doin’ lookin’ at our building? Our signage ain’t crooked is it?
EB: Nah, I was getting’ ready for Sunday then I felt the “Good Vibe” call from your peeps, and I was like, “Yo, I’m needed up in there.” So I came down to do my thang. I’m here to bring good vibes with chocolate.
Me: Chocolate don’t bring good vibes!
EB: What?
Me: You heard me.
EB: What does then?
Me: Jokes.
EB: Jokes? You must be high!
Me: For real.
EB: For real? Gimme one then.
Me: Aight. Yo mama so fat… She eats Wheat Thicks! (Me with a closed fist over my mouth while pointing with the other hand) OOOHhh, SNAP!
EB: Now that’s just mean, my mom’s a saint… Jerk!
Me: My bad.
EB: I just need to get you guys some chocolate.
Me: So why ain’t you doin’ it then?
EB: Well, no one can see me and I don’t want to freak everyone out with floating chocolate eggs and cookies, that’s not gonna give good vibes.
Me: I can see you.
EB: Yeah, for some reason I’m visible to people over 30 but under 5’5”. Trying to get that fixed.
Me: Now that’s just mean.
EB: See how it feels… YO! I just figured it out. Bring these inside for me and tell them what’s up. Cool?!
Me: Aight, bet.

We fist bumped then (poof) he and his ghettoness disappeared. He said to enjoy the cookies and chocolate eggs in the weird alcovy thingy place.

Arthur