tonnaree wrote:

nakahara wrote:

I too had a big laugh in a book store lately. I saw a big "Sherlock Holmes" book in one book-shelf:



And right next to it, this book was placed:



No one will persuade me, they didn´t do it on purpose.

Don't know if that was an employee or a customer but that was totally on purpose!
I do stuff like that in book stores.  I will hide books by politicians that I hate.  *giggle*
 

 
I do that, too. Once I spread aaaaall the Sherlock dvds out so they did build quite a big square in the shelves. (Did I describe that right?)
But immediately after I left the shelves, an employee put all of them back to just one place. 

Don't they know he's married?!

The girls at work always refer to him as "Your man".
I always sigh and say"He's not my man, he's married."

Ha.

Ariane DeVere wrote:

tonnaree wrote:

Now even the my co-workers have started to refer to Benedict as "your boyfriend."    

 
Thank the gods it's not just me!

One colleague in particular in my department always hijacks me whenever I go near her office, asking, "Have you seen the latest pictures of your boyfriend?" or "What's the latest news on your boyfriend?" After The Abominable Bride aired, staff from all over the building, who don't normally talk with me, were tracking me down to tell me, "I liked it ... but I didn't really get it." And on the anniversary of my 35th year at the company, my department put up posters of Ben with "Congratulations on being here for 35 years!" and "Don't you wish he worked here too?"!

LOL  That's just fabulous!

I have a discret shrine to Benedict on the inside wall of my desk unit.  This one women says "let me come around and look at your boyfriend" every time she comes to see me!  One of the photos is the famous red bird swim trunks one.
I also keep my Sherlock wall calendar at work. 

*sigh*  I miss London.   I've only been there once, but I still miss it.

Probably TMI, but when you're being driven back home from a psych ER with some pills that are supposed to stop you thinking... and you wonder how Sherlock would feel about those. Imagine someone spiking his drink with those. 

Hahaha! I remember learning CPR and high school and them telling us the rhythm is the same as the "ah ah ah ah" from Stayin' Alive.

Yes, that was said in the class.
Rather the opposite of Stayin' Alive!

Oh!

Here in Denmark it's a tradition around easter to send little hand cut notes and not leave your name but only a series of little dots, as many as the letters in your name... If you guess it tge person who sent it to you owes you an easter egg... If you don't,  you owe them one...

my mum's aunt received such a letter... and I used my skills Sherlock taught me to determine it in fact was a fake, a commercial even... and after some googling I found out it was a supermarket.

I was turning the letter and envelope in the light, sniffing it, looking at it from the side and stuff... it was actually a good fake!

Mum called me 'the great detective' and I had to laugh.