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COMMONspace :: Paraformance 001

Pants...er...skirts...er... hats off to the the participants in Commonspace's first intervention in a privately-owned public open space!

Although this paraformance was a quick and impromptu affair to snap a few photos for the Berkeley symposium, it gave the flavor of things to come. There were exercises, and there was some napping.
And yes, there was a really un-pc bit of business-casual 'touching'.

As initial reports indicate, all went without incident until the entire building was evacuated as paraformers were spotted in off-color poses in the corporate lobby of C-NET (OK, the alarm could have just been an overheated server, but everyone had to file out past the tableau).

Herb Niedermeyer, Dangerskirt, The Unit, and Flavorchaser melted into the crowd, and Herb and Flave reconvened with Jockeystorm over a pint of brew nearby. After some discussion, Herb laid it down: "We've gotta go back in." Herb and J-storm knew they'd have just minutes before their heated discussion of relational database management ceased to distract the many cameras and security personnel from noticing the simple fact that they were no longer wearing pants.

Before they could get their shirts off, completing the mission they'd outlined in the bar, a managerial representative intervened on the intervention. The exchange went something like this:
Managerial representative: Excuse me, but what you're doing here... you cannot do. Commonspace: Oh! Which thing can't we do....exactly? MR: This thing. This thing you're doing, you can't do it. CS: Which thing? MR: This thing. CS: This thing? MR: This. [points to participants' legs] This thing. CS: Oh, the pants? Is it pants-only here? MR: Yes, this space is pants-only. CS: Ohhh, okay. Pants-only. [participants re-pant]

Commonspace has determined, then, at least one important characteristic of 235 2nd: that although it is pants-only (unposted rule), it is tolerant of improper lunchtime touching (ILT).
Stay tuned.
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