This is a true story. The names have been changed to protect the freak.
It's 9:45 AM and E has just arrived at work. She puts her bag down, hangs up her coat and grabs her water cup to refill it. As she stands at the water cooler, she looks over her shoulder into AC-W's office and says,
Every day. This is how it is every day.
"Good Morning."
"Good Morning," AC-W replies, "How was your day yesterday?" AC-W asks,
referring to the fact that E took the day off on Wednesday to hang out with a
friend who was in town. E wonders why AC-W has to know everything why people in general have to ask how your day was. Why do they care? It's not their day.
"Nice," E responds and returns her attention to pouring the water.
"Aren't you going to ask me how my court date went?" AC-W sounds shocked
and hurt. AC-W is involved in a small claims case which she worries about a
little too much.
"I'm sorry, I forgot. How was it?" E asks politely instead of screaming, Jesus Christ, woman! I just walked in the freaking door! I'm sorry I didn't ask you immediately about your life after you made such a point of asking me about mine, you need freak.
Thursday, February 3, 2005
AC-W III
e said @ 10:11 AM
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So, how was your day?
A lot like that over and over and over again.
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