Bleh has made 2 personal calls in the past 20 minutes. One was for The Husband's and The Daughter's prescriptions, the other was for The Daughter's contact lenses. Oh, and she's received two calls on her cell phone. That makes four calls that have nothing whatsoever to do with work.
And silly me thought things were going to stay "professional" around here. Guess not.
And before I go, her wedgie today is painfully deep. She must inhale from both ends or something. Ewww.
3 comments:
Maybe she has her own prescription medicine to reduce the pain of her wedge?
lol that's pretty funny. My bleh has tried to make nice and ask me about my honeymoon in Mexico. She and I are getting along better, and my urge to kick her off the roof is getting weaker. But. She's still on the phone way too much.
I've got one similar. The phone is actually an extension of herself. It's one of those cool PDA things...I've seen her stare at it for hours at a time. I'm not sure how/if she gets anything at all done...and in fact I'm not totally sure she even exists since I only see her in our office about once every two weeks. The rest of the time she's in her "other" office, but they seem to think she's out with me.
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