Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Ding Dong the Big R is gone [just for today]

RABBIT RABBIT! Happy September 1st, everyone!

So there we were sitting in our glory [We relish days like this, the big r took the day off]. I walked in the office with two very tasty caramel machiatto's, handed one to favorite officemate, went to my desk, took a deep breath and said aloud, "My this is a glorious day."

"Yes my sweet, that it is." Officemate responds.

However, for some reason we could not really enjoy the day. It was spent in confusion, possibly because we took too much down time, surfing the web, looking for new jobs. Towards the end of the day I had to put out a fire, which dazed me even more. Then,

"Do I smell?" Officemate begins sniffing herself.

"Emma, smell me." She begs.

"Girl, get the hell away from me." She walks towards me and I motion for her to stop a foot away from me.

"Okay, walk slowly towards me. Okay, stop." I start to fan my arms in the air trying to get a whiff of her.

"No, you don't smell. But remember, this happened to me yesterday. I thought I smelled ass lingering in the air."

[Yesterday I was having a conniption cause I swear I smelled ass in the air, I thought it was me. It wasn't. Apparently the ass smell came back and officemate had to suffer through it today] All day she kept sniffing herself and THEN, I got a whiff of it again.

"GEEZ. Where's it coming from?" I said with disgust.

We begin sniffing ourselves, our arms, our hair, we even strained to sniff our crotch area.

"It isn't me." We said in unison.

"Sniff your chair." I ordered.

She sniffs her chair. It's not her chair. "I don't know about you but I refuse to work in an environment that smells like ass. I'm going home." Officemate laughs.

First thing tomorrow, Mr. Building Manager will be called to inspect the "ass" smell.







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