May 29, 2009
So, she comes over to show him a picture of the boar her husband killed on a recent trip to Missouri (no, I’m serious) and he laughs about it and comments that her hubby’s expression looks like he’s bored out of his mind.
She starts to go on, “Well, no he had a great ti…”
He interrupts, “Well, good. Let’s get down to work.”
You can feel the hurt in her voice as they begin to discuss whatever work-related thing they need to.
The sad part here is that the week before, he spent 38 of the working 40 hours talking about his two-week Hawaii vacation (complete with an unrequested PowerPoint presentation of 1,400 photos (no, I’m serious)) to her and anyone who was kind enough to listen.
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May 12, 2009
I wish I had a dollar for every time I heard, “I love you, too” in this office. I could pay my cell phone bill each month. And probably my gas bill.
They can literally (and I use the term literally) talk to someone on the phone at 10:15am, end it with “I love you, too”, forget something, redial at 10:18am, and end this call with another “I love you, too”. And this goes on all day. Every. Day.
No, that’s not right. There’s one chick here who closes with “I love you more.” And yes, sometimes repeats it in the inevitable volley of mores.
Dear God, people. Is this necessary? Do you know how ridiculous this sounds? No, of course you don’t.
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