Fare thee well, NoseS
I know y'all've been waitin' on this:
NoseS dispenses relationship advice
CC complains: God, my back hurts.
NoseS, with authority: Too much sex. *pause* You should change positions more often.
CC, very dryly: Yeah, that’s it. Too much sex. Just don’t tell my husband.
***
NoseS listens to the radio, happily bopping along with her favorites
In a fit of happiness, NoseS exclaims, "Oh my gawwwd, MacArthur Park, I love this song!"
Innocently, I comment, "Huh, I've heard of it, but I don't recognize it."
"You don't know," her head pops over the partition, startling me, "MACARTHUR PARK?!"
"Uh, ... no?" I meekly reply, contemplating crawling under the desk.
She insists, "You've heard it beFOAH," her voice gets louder, "you just don't reMEMbah!" Growing very agitated, she can't let it go and turns the radio up, full volume. "Gawd," she shouts over the music, "who doesn't know MacAhthah PAHK?"
We listen for a minute, and I make one final, fatal comment: "Nope. Still don't recognize it."
"OH MY GAWD." She draws in a deep sucking breath that hoovers innocent paperclips, "Just how deep in the South were you??"
***
And in the saddest news of the day, NoseS has put in her resignation, after over 20 years of service to this company. I am seriously going to miss her when she leaves at the end of the month. *emo tear*
NoseS dispenses relationship advice
CC complains: God, my back hurts.
NoseS, with authority: Too much sex. *pause* You should change positions more often.
CC, very dryly: Yeah, that’s it. Too much sex. Just don’t tell my husband.
***
NoseS listens to the radio, happily bopping along with her favorites
In a fit of happiness, NoseS exclaims, "Oh my gawwwd, MacArthur Park, I love this song!"
Innocently, I comment, "Huh, I've heard of it, but I don't recognize it."
"You don't know," her head pops over the partition, startling me, "MACARTHUR PARK?!"
"Uh, ... no?" I meekly reply, contemplating crawling under the desk.
She insists, "You've heard it beFOAH," her voice gets louder, "you just don't reMEMbah!" Growing very agitated, she can't let it go and turns the radio up, full volume. "Gawd," she shouts over the music, "who doesn't know MacAhthah PAHK?"
We listen for a minute, and I make one final, fatal comment: "Nope. Still don't recognize it."
"OH MY GAWD." She draws in a deep sucking breath that hoovers innocent paperclips, "Just how deep in the South were you??"
***
And in the saddest news of the day, NoseS has put in her resignation, after over 20 years of service to this company. I am seriously going to miss her when she leaves at the end of the month. *emo tear*