Names:

Names. I like to give people certain names for a couple of reasons. Main reason for them is to make fun of those people. Example of this is "time tracking". Now this person had a bad habit of showing up to work between 9:30 and 10:30. Problem with that is, we start at 8:30. Actually the name is "time tracking manager" but I shortened it up a little.
The story: Since everyone and there dog wants to be a manager at work (myself not included) I gave myself the title of "Row 5 manager". Now others in the row have there titles. Assistant manager, international manager (he moved depts.) and then to figure out the role of one person the whole time tracking with Project server came to mind. So that person from that point on was known as the "time tracking manager".
The best part came when some of the "real" managers asked where she was. I couldn't lie to them, so I told them the truth of when she arrives. I was then thrown an easy one by a co-worker when they asked what I called this person. I couldn't resist and had to spit out the whole "time tracking". Now to see the expression on "tell a tubby" was priceless at this point. His face turned a bright red and then he started laughing. I think he tried to hold it in but he just couldn't. "FES" also had a little laugh. I would like to thank the person for throwing me that easy Grand Slam.

I'll end with the best name of all "DODO". Genesis said it all in there song with the same name. Here it is, enjoy.

Too big to fly, dodo ugly so dodo must die,
Doggo with fear on its side, can't change, can't change the tide.
Dog baiter, agitator, asking questions, says he wants to know why.
Ain't no reason that money can't buy.Mink he pretty so mink he must die, must die, must die.
Sun he giving life in his light,
Part of the system,
Friend to man, friend to the trees,
No friend to the snowman.
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he meet with the mole, the stream, the cloud
And end up at the bottom of the sea.
ish he got a hook in his throat,
Fish he got problems
Where does he go, what does he do?
Does he hope he's too small, to poor a haul,
Who'll end up being thrown back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.
Caretaker, horror movie,
Only one eye, only needs one boot,
Sweet lady, she knows she looks good
Vacuum coming for the bright and the brute.
Big noise, black smoke
So pig-headed couldn't see the joke.
But it ain't funny
Ask the fly on the wall
It's only living
It don't matter at all, at all, at all.
Pimp, he make you drool and grunt,
He got an answer.
One he got a dream of love,
Deep as the ocean.
Where does he go?
What does he do?
Will the siren team with Davy Jones,
And trap him at the bottom of the sea?
I'm back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.
I'm back in the sea.