OK, I weirded out the office again...
Scene - my office, a room about the size of the average living-dining room in most houses, with small cubbies around the perimeter. Seven stations. All of them are full.
D2, the supervisor on for the night, is having her dinner break and talking to us between calls. She finishes, as I get up and cross the room to use the bathroom.
"I'm stuffed," she announces to us all.
"Really? You have very realistic eyes," says I, cruising through.
When I came back out, three of them were staring at me. Oops.
D2, the supervisor on for the night, is having her dinner break and talking to us between calls. She finishes, as I get up and cross the room to use the bathroom.
"I'm stuffed," she announces to us all.
"Really? You have very realistic eyes," says I, cruising through.
When I came back out, three of them were staring at me. Oops.