Friday, September 4, 2009

Hypnotism and heffalumps


Today was the final day of GuideOne's Charitable Giving Campaign. My manager, who headed up the communications and planning for the event, was gone for the holiday weekend. Thus, I took charge to arrange for the hypnotist to come in and perform at Noon in the cafeteria. The top ten voted managers/supervisors were to be hypnotized, but only seven came up to the stage. The hypnotist wanted an even number, and when no one stepped up out of the entire audience of a couple hundred people to volunteer, I went up and took a seat.

Never being hypnotized before, I was unsure how this would be. But I will do my best to recap my 45 minute hypnotic experience.
  • When told to relax/sleep, instead of just relaxing, I bent over in my chair like a rag doll.
  • While being "on a plane," the sight I saw outside near Hawaii was none other than a whale - Shamu to be exact.
  • On that same plane, we came upon a nude beach. I apparently covered my mouth, grimaced, covered my eyes and turned bright red.
  • While riding a Harley from the airport, I was pulled over. My excuse was that I "had a llama in Hawaii, and it was going to have a baby, and I saw Shamu, and I saw this really appalling nude beach that I had to get away from." I was also riding the Harley with my right foot slightly up in the air, as if there was a second gas pedal there (in addition to using the handle throttle).
  • Money was raining on me. To get as much as possible, I was shoving it in my pockets, but also in my hair, my cleavage and my mouth. Go me.
  • On the beach, we were given a creature. Mine was a baby heffalump, a tiny elephant with wings and was fuzzy. (Just for reference, other given answers were cat and crab).
  • I sipped drinks whenever they were offered on the plane, at the beach, and apparently always held them so that they would not spill, even when bending to get something from under my chair. I even offered some to my baby heffalump, who enjoyed the beverage.
  • I am apparently an excellent imaginary surfer.
  • I was told to tell someone that they were a "bad putty tat" and sit down and lick my hands while wearing cat ears. I did that twice.
All in all, I'd say it was a pretty interesting experience, one that I would try again. The session was taped, so if I get that video, I will be sure to edit this post to have a link to it.

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