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Things cubby dwellers never have to worry about
July 29, 2004 | Category: On The Job
Talking on my speakerphone this afternoon:
J (My Vendor's Account Executive): Elizabeth, we can certainly have those reports for the meeting tomorrow. If you want the blah blah report, the data will be from Monday unless you want to wake up the guys in the UK to do another data dump for us...
A knock sounds at my office door, as it simultaneously opens. Bear leaps to my side, hugging me.
Bear: Hi! Hi! Phone!
J (Laughing): Hi!
Bear: Mommy you have beautiful breasties!!!
J: Pardon? Beasties? Are there beasties?
Me: Sorry, J - I'm just gonna mute this for a sec and...
Bear: NO! Breasties! Where she has baby milk! YUMYUM!
Tagged: Corporate, Mommy, Life