She made me laugh. Not a lot of people can do that.

The IT guy shares an office with our office manager and the HR lady, so when I ran in to his office and said, “Betty is down! she’s sick! there is something wrong with her, QUICK! come back and look at her!!” the HR lady thought that Betty was an employee.

“What’s wrong?”  She looked concerned.
“I don’t know, she went all blue.”  I then saw the deep concern on the HR ladies face and decided to let her know that Betty is my computer.
“You named your computer, Betty?”
The IT guy, not seeming to concerned with my current blue screen of death situation sauntered on past me, “She names everything.”

The HR lady seemed intrigued by my naming of objects.  “Why Betty?”
I then started to sing the song, “Black Betty” by Ram Jam with full guitar sounds and head banging.  She looked at me as if she were truly trying to remember the song, like it was just riiiight there in her memory banks, “nope…sing a few more lines.”
That’s when I saw it.  Our conservative, adorable, little HR lady has an evil streak a mile wide.
“You know exactly what song i’m talking about!!”

She just smiled and turned back to her computer. “Yeah, just trying to see if I could get you to keep singing.”

I liked her before, but I think I love her now.