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October 02, 2003


OH MY GOD. NO ONE IN THIS OFFICE WORKS. The reception desk is like the water cooler, only there is no water and the chitchat gathering lasts for 6.75 of the 8 working hours. There is nothing we do not now know about surprisingly reasonable new restaurants, embarrassing bathroom incidents, and knee fat. Girl-E rarely participates, but is forced into earshot due to the proximity of her office door, which she could close, but there goes the cross-breeze. Now they're doing the whispering thing again. Psspsspss.

Clearly, these ladies are unfamiliar with the many ways to sit quietly at your desk and not work. Maybe Girl-E should give a seminar.

Posted by The Twins at October 2, 2003 03:08 PM

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