The Office Elves

When this morning we all arrived at the office, we noticed that some has been playing foosball after hours. This is a picture of the crime scene:

In order to solve this mystery, the Office Elves will need your help! What we know already, due to evidences left at the location, is that the blue team consisted of Ásta and Stefán. But who was playing against them.. ? Any clues?

When Stefán & Ásta are about to win a foosball game:
Stefán: - “You’re going to loose to the girls.. ah ah ah..”

We kindly request that if any of you may come across of a cave with approximately 904 meters length and 38 meters deep, please let us know. It so happens that Björn we may have lost it yesterday…

Simmi: - “What’s the most important thing in life?”
Fannar: - “Gilmore Girls!”

Yes, many things have happened since our (where art thou elf brother?) my last post. Things like the great party we had outdoors last friday of last month, my congrats to the FC for that, or even the always exciting news on latest Reykjavik weather.

But the truth is, we hadn’t had time to write about that. Simply because we are still in an adaptation phase of the new positioning of players in our beloved forth floor. What happened was that, under a social excuse, we got some new friends up here. Friends to talk to and to play foosball with. Friends to massage our shoulders when we are stressed and fetch us a coffee when we are busy. Friends that can make some noise when we are trying to concentrate on some bug big problem too, such as where to have lunch, but friends are friends and we always look at the good side.

So all together, we are now 12 gentlemen, 2.5 ladies and 2 bathrooms.

And by mentioning bathrooms, there are rumors on how unhappy the little one is with the new situation. You may not know much about bathrooms but I assure you that they are a very understandable, kind and caring species, but with a very small heart. They burst into tears with the smallest things. Anyway, before the merge both bathrooms were cared and shared with whole our loving hearts, but now have been set apart. They no longer share the same “load” of responsibility.

The little bathroom has recently expressed its discontentment with the mathematician who has assigned the bathrooms to each gender. “-This is an outrage!!” if I may partly quote its comment. It seems that somehow the so-called mathematician has managed to put up an equation where a bathroom twice the size of the other should multiplied by only 2.5 ladies is equal to the square root of 12 gentlemen struggling for its little sibling….

Life is not fair when you’re a bathroom!!

I am the biggest poop in Europe!!
-Ásta

“The girl is coming if you’re fast enough”
-Fernando

“My name is Fannar and I’m anonymous”
-Fannar

Today while lunch:

Logi: “I feel stupid sick…”
Simmi: “Was there a comma in the middle..?”

“… stop blowing my balls!!”
-Simmi