10 Mar
What’s Unique About What They Do Here…
“What’s unique about what they do here, is create something that is not only aesthetically pleasing, but also can be manufactured.” That quote is brought to you courtesy of now former ChemArt President, Dave Marquis, who religiously led-off his tour of our department with this statement — verbatim. In my 5 plus year tenure in the Graphics Department, I’ve heard that line so many times, it has burnt itself into my subconscious. It even finds it way into conversations outside work, when a light-hearted interjection is needed to break up a serious discussion. It’s going to be difficult to witness a company tour without it. ChemArt is undergoing a change of the guard currently, as Dave has decided to move on and a new cast will now undertake the presidential procedures. ChemArt is strong, but Dave will be missed. Good luck to all involved. Dave had a mustache…
And so did we, as of a couple weeks ago. Our Graphics Department, as I’ve mentioned before in earlier blogs (if you haven’t read them — for shame!), is a unique group. We enjoy mixing it up, even if it means self degradation. And so, the most brave men in our department embarked upon a mission to grow the Creepiest Mustache in 2010. The criteria: grow a mustache and by the ides of February, a winner would be crowned (I’m aware that traditionally the Roman calendar recognizes the “ides” in the months of March, May, June, and October, but it sounds good here.). We embark in a number of what I’m going to quantify as “team building” activities throughout the course of the year in Graphics.
On Thursday nights in the warmer months, we break out the pale legs and high tops to play basketball at a local high school. It’s remarkably competitive as we showcase such talents as Cuz’s 3-point prowess, Bennett’s no-nonsense hustle, and fadeaways by Sweetness. Incidentally, Sweetness (Eric’s cousin… Cuz’s cousin) does not work at ChemArt, but he is an accepted member of the crew and deserves recognition for his perfected jump shots that consistently stretch the twine. Occasionally, I’ll host a soirée at my humble abode in Narragansett. In the past, these summits have been highlighted by horseshoe throw-downs, beach football, iron chef-esque grilling, and large, poorly-attended fires. By the way, I’m surgical with a horseshoe and welcome any challenges. Birthdays are commonly celebrated by a night out at the most reasonably priced watering hole. Those nights traditionally result in social-networking-worthy pictures. Sweetness has a mustache…
Right, right —mustaches. I don’t grow facial hair too well. I suppose if I were a rock star, studio artist, or homeless person, it would be a less blatantly noticeable shortcoming. Alas, I work in an office and live with a wife. The mustache competition was a humbling experience. My cohorts held the advantage in the early weeks, as their pangean patches grew evenly and fully. Mine, was a patchy mess of multicolored mane. By the end, I was a dead ringer for Earl Hickey (My Name is Earl) and for my sacrifices, I was awarded the victory. What “team building” activity is next for the Graphics Department? You tell me, we’re up for most anything.

Sir Blogs a Lot in red plaid, Creepy Mustache Winner 2010







