Wednesday, December 28, 2005

The secret to a good marriage is communication

Bosslady (on the phone sounding harried): "Have you seen [Bossman]?"

Me (wondering if this is a trick question): "He's up in his office. He's been there for about three hours.

Bosslady: "Could you please put me through to him, I really need to talk to him."

So I transfer her up to him and, like the warm, loving husband he is, he takes the call on speaker (this is where I remind you that the walls in our office are extremely thin.)

Bossman: "'Lo?"

Bosslady: "Where are you?"

Me (thinking): She just called the office and got transferred to him, she must have some inkling of where he is.

Bossman: "I'm at the office."

Bosslady: "I've been calling you for an hour."

Bossman: "I've been here."

Bosslady: "Do you know what time it is?"

Bossman: "It's close to one, why?"

Bosslady: "We were supposed to meet for lunch at 12:30"

Bossman: "I know, but I didn't know where."

So, of course, the obvious answer was to hide out in your office and not call. I'll have to write that down in my upcoming "Marriage for Dummies" book...


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Completely unrelated, but this is my blog and I can write whatever I want and it doesn't have to make sense -

I was on my way back from lunch and saw a guy wearing jeans, a Banana-Republic-ish kind of striped, button down shirt and a big puffy vest... wtf is up with the big puffy vest thing? If you're cold enough to require a staypuffmarshmallow jacket, go with that, but what is the deal with the vest - "I'm cold... but not that cold"? "I love the arms of this shirt and can't imagine covering them up"? "I lost the rest of my jacket"?