Last day at the Comp
It's my last day as a Comp-tern this summer, and apparently I'm going out with a bang. This is the conversation that went down with my boss when I requested to talk to him about a recommendation letter:
Me: "I need to talk to you really quick about something."
Boss: "Oook, what's up?"
*I shut the doors*
Boss: "Uh-oh"
Me: "What?"
Boss: "You're not gonna tell me anything personal, are you?"
Me: "Uh..no, why?"
Boss: "Because Jane* (the administrative assistant who is our age or
younger) just came in here and told me she's pregnant"
Me: *wide eyed* "Ummm...no. No buns in this oven" (Yes, I really did say that)
*name changed for anonymity purposes
It's sad to leave, but at least I won't be leaving with child.
Me: "I need to talk to you really quick about something."
Boss: "Oook, what's up?"
*I shut the doors*
Boss: "Uh-oh"
Me: "What?"
Boss: "You're not gonna tell me anything personal, are you?"
Me: "Uh..no, why?"
Boss: "Because Jane* (the administrative assistant who is our age or
younger) just came in here and told me she's pregnant"
Me: *wide eyed* "Ummm...no. No buns in this oven" (Yes, I really did say that)
*name changed for anonymity purposes
It's sad to leave, but at least I won't be leaving with child.