Well, I am trying to come to terms with my canceled leave. Others in DC are not doing so well.
Last week a naked guy jumped through a window in an office building on 15th Street. This is approximately near the 15th and K Starbuck and the Washington Post Building. I did not see the guy jump but I saw the weird CSI like aftermath. 15th Street was closed off. All the firetrucks and ambulances and police were hanging out around the scene. Numerous office workers gawked and smoked. I hurried to get my Cosi salad and scurried away from the unpleasantness.
There is a new soap opera at work and it doesn't involve me! One of my coworkers, I'll call him 'Baker' has a crush on my officemate 'Buffy'. 'Baker' is engaged and 'Buffy' is oblivious. They chat, they laugh, they lunch! It unfortunately seems headed for disaster or a diesengagement.
Work was crazy today. Not only did I contend with deadlines but with Buffy's caffeine intake. Buffy is chatty. Add caffeine and you have an untenable situation. I don't think Buffy notices that she is sometimes the only one doing the talking. I sometimes tune her out and nod at appropriate moments. I think this is a primitive survival mechnism. That and my Sony noise reduction headphones works like a charm.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
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