We have an IT team meeting every other week. The idea is to share any accomplishments and bring everyone up to date on your current projects or issues. This morning's meeting was off to a bad start with a conversation about the coffee tasting like "ass" so I should have suspected we'd get derailed.
One of our colleagues started his update with, "I'm growing out my beard and I'm calling it Mr. French."
A little background for you. This particular colleague grows facial hair like no one I've ever seen. He can have a fu manchu one day then muttonchops the next. So, it's not unusual for him to be doing something like this.
A little more background for you. We have a lot of people under 40 and some under 30 in our department. They have no idea who or what "Mr. French" is.
I said, "Oh, from A Family Affair. Brian Keith was the star." Another person said, "Yeah, and he had three kids." I corrected him, "No, he was the playboy uncle in NYC and Mr. French was his manservant. The kids were Sissy, Buffy and..." I couldn't come up with the boy but the Mr. French wearer said, "Jody."
Yep, that was it. Although, he only knew because he had just looked it up.
I then said, "Buffy had a doll...I can't remember her name but lots of little girls got one."
Sugar Daddy chimed in at one point, "Was this show even in color?" Implying that we were so old, shows weren't in color when we were children but, aha, he was barking up the wrong tree on this one. Definitely in color.
An hour later, I was walking out to lunch when it hit me, "Mrs. Beasley!" I pulled out my phone and emailed my Mr. French wearing colleague ASAP. I knew he was probably worrying about not knowing the doll's name. Or, he had completely put it out of his mind.
|Who remembers Mrs. Beasley?|
I don't think I had the doll but I "feel" like I did. If I did, my Dad no doubt threw it out before I had given up playing with it. He's like that.
By the way, I am available for team trivia if you need a ringer.