Okay, I didn’t write the power point exactly the way my boss wanted. I spiced it up a little, used a little street slang and suggested he do the electric slide. So, he took me off the project! He said I should be happy that I still have a job.
I don’t think he’s being reasonable. After all, I have vision and he is short sighted. He limits his own success by cramping style.
His speeches are dull, dry and predictable. People tune him out, text their friends and watch the clock. Even his gestures are memorized and contrived.
Yikes!!! Lu-Lu is smirking at me from behind her coffee cup. I want to go home!
Everyone is bossing me around:
“Dotty could you fetch this?”
“Please run these copies for me!”
“Don’t forget to proof this, ASAP!”
I feel like an intern!
Do you know of any new virus that’s going around? I’ve already pretended to catch the last three. I can’t say that I have N-121 again, unless I call in dead.
My patient, Ms. X is in deep do-do at work again and she’s upset that her co-workers are talking about it!
Many of my clients don’t understand that most people aren’t any different than they were in Junior High.
She’s a big girl. She can handle this herself… maybe I’ll send her an out of office reply.
My daughter is having a stressful day at work. She’ll need to relax when she gets home. Everyone needs down time after a stressful day. This would be a good night for the kids and me to surprise her with a clean house… But that would take a lot of work! You know we have a clutter monster living here. Dotty wrote about it in her book, On the Spin Cycle.She even drew a picture of the culprit. Judging by the condition of her house, he hasn’t been caught yet. That’s a picture of him on the back of her book.
Peanut Butter and Butter Sandwiches will make excellent bate. I’ll set a trap. Then we can clean the house after we catch him! I mean… no sense in cleaning it before, right?
(On the Spin Cycle 12.95 / available for purchase on this web site )
The party is at my house. Someone left a pile of Peanut Butter and Butter Sandwiches on the front stoop.
Better hurry!
I invited the Lab next door.
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