Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Not Feeling It
"Um, where's the key to the ladies room?" the fifth person today asks. My co-worker, in whose cubicle said key lives, keeps her head down in her work and studiously ignores them.
I point the questioner to the key and, after she's left, ask my co-worker, "So, uh, I guess you're not really feeling people asking you for the key today, huh?"
A sheepish grin creeps up her cheeks, "Yeah, I guess not."
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