While strolling to the washroom I hear this indecipherable voice behind me. After a prolonged moment of contemplation, I decided to find out who was behind me and turned to see my coworker John coming towards me and I slow down (which was hard because I was walking so slow I’d lose a race with a snail) to make it easier for him to catch up to me.
“Busy, busy,” John commented. Or was it a question?
Unsure if it was a comment or a question I remained silent.
John tried again, “are you busy?”
“Not at all,” I replied.
John continued the conversation with “I’m crazy busy.”
“Let me know if you need any help.”
“I should be okay,” John concluded before I turned towards the washroom.
It is no wonder why I am so freakin’ bored at work when I flat out ask for stuff and, despite everyone else being “crazy busy”, I receive nothing. There is only so much message board idiocy one can dull their senses with before they go insane. Ah well, back to the never ending debate on whether field lacrosse or box lacrosse is the “real” lacrosse. Maybe it’s time to switch sports and find out how many Jays fans think Hallady got shafted at the All-Star game lat night by only pitching one inning. Better yet, time for food and a 4 hour nap......
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