Monday, June 21, 2010

Squatter Rights

The last 15 minutes of the morning went something like this:

Moi: Where am I sitting this week?

2/3 Supervisor: Jessica's desk.

Moi: Oh?  Where's Jessica?

2/3 Supervisor: I suppose on vacation.  Don't know why that's not on my calendar.

(settle into Jessica's desk, log off, log in, sign in... enter Jessica)

Jessica: What's going on here?

Moi: You are not on vacation.  You are here.

Jessica: Yes, I am.

Moi: So I should not sit here anymore.

Jessica: No.

This is why parents shouldn't name their kids off of the Top 10 list.

(Don't cry for me, Readers, I'm now at a much more secluded spot that I much, much prefer.  It's got big windows and is in a corner of a quiet section of the office, so nobody's sneaking up on me this week, and no more drop-by hellos.)

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