The Death of Enthusiasm

At my current job, I have the responsibility of being the "queue manager" after the normal guys go home. This means I sit at a desk and watch all the calls coming in and I can also theoretically make changes in the system to handle the flow of calls.

This is not usually a high stress assignment, in fact I sometimes sit for hours without even moving the mouse. So, I started drawing cartoons to pass the time. Those of you who know me at all probably know that I have always wanted to be a cartoonist. I am not very good, really and I gave up trying to make funny comics a long time ago (mine were never "ha ha" funny) but I mostly just make them to show to my roommate Chris who then says, "That is so weird. Really, you need help."

So, I was cleaning out my desk today and found some especially odd ones. Forgive the crappy lighting of the pictures, I don't have a scanner.

Also, I put a reference picture for the 3 people who may vote on whether I should cut my hair or not. Check back Friday for my review of the new Carrie Underwood album (this is not a joke, I've listened to it 3 times already).

Labels: drawings