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Friday, July 16, 2004

mg, can you get up? i need to take a look around your desk.

sorry, you what?

i need to see if you have any unauthorized caffeinated drinks. i'm our area's caffeinspector. didn't you get the email?

caffeinspector? a-ha. that's good. you had me going for a second there.

going what? i'm serious. if you won't show me your cubicle area voluntarily i'll have to write up one of these. and between you and me, i don't think you can exactly afford a non-compliance report.

a non-compliance report? that reminds me, alana. i've been wanting to talk to you about something for a while now.

i never said anything to anyone, i swear!

i didn't say you did.

oh. well, because, i didn't. ok. i'm skipping your cubicle just this once. but if there's anything left in the bottom of that cup, you better dump it in the amnesty receptacle before the random spot checks.

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