Dec 11, 2007 11:17
I skipped breakfast this morning.
Not an uncommon event - I'm usually not hungry til 12 anyway.
But today at around 11, my tummy growled, so I decided to go to the vending machine.
Honey Wheat Pretzel Braids - delish.
Anyway - I'm leaving our little vending machine room and I hear the receptionist say "...she's on her way"
I wasn't even looking, but I assume she was talking to a rep and telling him that his appointment would be down to meet with him shortly.
The rep says, "Thanks babe"
She quickly retorts (quite ethnically and loudly) "I'M NOT YOUR BAAAABE!"
Needless to say, the whole reception area fell into a momentary silence, but usual chatter quickly followed. My guess out of fear.
Thanks Satin. (Yes her name is Satin...like the fabric) Thanks for really striving to live up to the standards of Zenithmedia.