It was a dark and stormy night…

Avast me hearties! 

Did everybody have a good Talk Like a Pirate Day? I know I did. Some people needed a little coaxing, but were able to muster up a respectable ARRRRR! after we all ganged up on them and roared at them all day.

 Others, like Wendy, well, what can I say? You plant a little seed of an idea, and she runs with it. These are Wendy and Peter. They are doctors. Not medical doctors, just the kind of doctors who stayed in school a bit too long. Peter runs the place, and Wendy is a research genius/pirate wench.

 

She’s not a pirate wench ALL the time, just on Talk Like a Pirate Day. The rest of the time she’s perfectly normal. This is Wendy last week. She was delighted to be returning to work after a month’s holidays. She sang. She danced. She celebrated. See? Perfectly normal.

 

Talk Like a Pirate Day has something for everything, including our office knitting club. Lookie here maties: two Knit Like a Pirate websites!

• Knit Like a Pirate
• Knit Like a Pirate

We also downloaded the original Talk Like a Pirate song and played it over the speakers first thing in the morning.

I had lunch with David Scrimshaw today, who is very, very good at emailing like a pirate, and whose name is remarkably piratey, and who in fact reminded me just yesterday that today was Talk Like a Pirate Day, which is why my coworkers were back at the office watching Pirates of the Caribbean at lunchtime.

As I left the office after work, I passed by the smokers from the 8th floor and I growled almost automatically: “ARRRRR!”

They looked a little mystified: “ARRRR?”

“Arrr,” I said, “You know. Arrr. It’s Talk Like a Pirate Day.”

They had no idea, but they were naturals. They launched into Piratese like it was their first language.

Me, I’m tired of talking like a pirate. That’s why I’m not even writing like a pirate. But if I had me some rum, I’d be drinking like a pirate right now.

*Some names have been changed to protect the identities of people clearly identifiable in the photographs.