May 08, 2006 23:47
I'm being so good, really I am.
So yesterday me and Chris were nattering (as we do alll the time, he'll come find me on the bar for a chat everytime he isnt doing something) and he comments how I am -always- in a good mood (shoot me, its just my way) "Maybe I just like being at work," I grin, "Maybe its just when I am around," he replies. "Maybe."
Then later on as Im heading on out he bumps into me in the corridor and I wish him luck at the pub where he is doing his relife shift for the next week or so, "Oh you'll have to come down and see me, I'll be bored its quiter than here." he tells me, "Well if you get -that- bored, you'll just have to ring me." I told him at which he grins and says, "Only if you ring me back."
So this morning the phone goes at 11am "Good morning the Beekeeper, Donna speaking how may I help?" I chirp in my fakest piss off its only 11am voice.
"Morning honey I'm bored...Whats going off over there?"
Whats just as bad is the completely -LOADED- silences. We'll suddenly both fall silent in conversation smile and start hooking for a change of subject. Usually a sudden intrest in something to do. Not akward silences, just the unsaid kind.