I walked into my cube yesterday to find it all “wedding-ed” with paper bells and (sigh) toilet paper streamers. My co-workers had even put fairy lights all over my desk to give it a romantic glow. This was exactly the kind of thing I wanted to avoid.
As I entered the cube, my boss, supervisor, coworkers and a few divisional managers crowded around to see my reaction. I deadpanned it, right away.
“Nice.” I respond, monotonally.
“How did it go?!” asks my supervisor, bursting to know the juicy wedding details.
I dump my bag hard onto my desk. I let out a sigh. “It didn’t happen. He left me. The night before he backed out.”
The look of horror on their faces… My boss started to back up into his office. My supervisor was ready to swipe all the decorations down with one arm. My coworker looked like she was going to cry.
I didn’t let them suffer for long.
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Love it Love it Love it. You need to come work here…liven up the place. (just be prepared for the curry onslaught in the cafeteria!)
Ahahahah! That’s hysterical!
Congrats!
Now see, this would have been an ideal time to try out/sharpen your improv skills all wailing and gnashing of teeth… it’s all in the timing I guess.
You could have gotten a week off!!
Wow! Yer gooooood…
MEAN!
MEAN!
MEAN!
But hysterically funny.
I love it.
I would have let it go on forever till the day BF came to pick you up for lunch. You’re a riot.
Cograts.