january exeunt... enter. february.
today is dingdong's last day.
and i will tell you truly i've been really upset about her leaving because seriously what am i going to write about?
well i'll tell you what i'm going to write about. i am going to write about the other dysfunctional aspects of my life.
that's right dingdong, go ahead and go because i don't need you!
we had a goodbye/happy baby lunch for her 5 minutes ago. select employees gathered in the conference room to eat sandwiches, a large chocolatey cake. scott sat down next to me and said, "kat! i have some good news for you!"
"you do?"
"i know someone who wants to call you!"
"... what?"
"not just call you, like, i know someone who wants to ask you out!"
"what? who?"
"steve from w.f. [a neighboring candy factory. they specialize in gummy products.]"
"...wait...who?"
"he told told ron [our delivery driver] he thought you were cute."
nicky interjected, "how do you know steve from w.f.?"
and how do i know steve from w.f.? i stopped by w.f. a few days ago to pick up a several cases of gummy bears and some guy helped me fit the cases into my two door car.
i am assuming "some guy" is steve.
so, like, i totally felt a connection too.
scott would not be deterred, "so here is steve's number. he gave it to ron who gave it cheesecake who gave it to me."
awesome.
the owner's wife looked around the conference room at the lack of other conversation and then at me, "how does it feel to be in the hot spot?"
i looked at steve from w.f.'s number.
"like every other day of my life."
and i will tell you truly i've been really upset about her leaving because seriously what am i going to write about?
well i'll tell you what i'm going to write about. i am going to write about the other dysfunctional aspects of my life.
that's right dingdong, go ahead and go because i don't need you!
we had a goodbye/happy baby lunch for her 5 minutes ago. select employees gathered in the conference room to eat sandwiches, a large chocolatey cake. scott sat down next to me and said, "kat! i have some good news for you!"
"you do?"
"i know someone who wants to call you!"
"... what?"
"not just call you, like, i know someone who wants to ask you out!"
"what? who?"
"steve from w.f. [a neighboring candy factory. they specialize in gummy products.]"
"...wait...who?"
"he told told ron [our delivery driver] he thought you were cute."
nicky interjected, "how do you know steve from w.f.?"
and how do i know steve from w.f.? i stopped by w.f. a few days ago to pick up a several cases of gummy bears and some guy helped me fit the cases into my two door car.
i am assuming "some guy" is steve.
so, like, i totally felt a connection too.
scott would not be deterred, "so here is steve's number. he gave it to ron who gave it cheesecake who gave it to me."
awesome.
the owner's wife looked around the conference room at the lack of other conversation and then at me, "how does it feel to be in the hot spot?"
i looked at steve from w.f.'s number.
"like every other day of my life."
Comments
like one dipicted by micah in a said FHE video from so long ago....
ahhh I am
nos·tal'gic
And is Steve qualified for...Kathood?