bonus weekend quickie
I don't normally post on the weekends (internet access very slow, busy, lazy, etc.)... but I had to post this while it's still fresh in my mind (as if it would leave anytime soon). Okay here goes:
The Scene:I enter the elevator with my little grocery cart (which is full of about $50 of groceries). There is an old lady in the elevator. I nod ( Read more... )
The Scene:I enter the elevator with my little grocery cart (which is full of about $50 of groceries). There is an old lady in the elevator. I nod ( Read more... )
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I'll share a similar encounter... there is this creepy older man on my floor who talks to me, who seems to know more about me than I think I have ever told him... last Friday (when schools were still out for holidays and I was coming into the office VERY casual) he sees me by the elevator, once overs my outfit and says 'You're not going to the OFFICE are you???' I was like 'uh... yes... it's casual Friday and I have no client meetings'.
WHO ARE YOU? MY FATHER???
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