Nothing to sneeze at

Dear, Lo:

Thanks for leaving me here all alone at the OOD today

I hope you are sipping margaritas and having a wonderful time on your mini vacay/long weekend.

Meanwhile, I'm stuck here on a rainy Friday afternoon listening to the others that populate this office.

Beemer is back today. If you thought her voice is annoying you should've heard her sneeze. I guess all this springtime pollen in the air is bothering her too and she had a sneeze fit right in the middle of the OOD this morning.

It sounded like a cross between a buzz saw and a thousand tiny babies screaming all at once.

I didn't say, "bless you."

The OOD's old intern popped in today to brown nose a bit. She's graduating from college soon and looking for a job.

My advice to her, "Run! Run as fast as you can away from this place. You have your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste another second here."

The Breather aka Fatty gave her some nominal pointers on how to get a job in the real world.

Beemer, who had never met the intern, got confused and thought she was graduating from high school.

"Are you going to project graduation?" she asked.