The saga of my neighbors in the HR Department
continues. As hard as they are to
believe, these are true stories – based on true accounts.
I try not to engage these individuals in conversation
because, honestly - I just don’t have the energy. BUT since I happen to sit in close vicinity
to them, I can’t hide from their stupid questions or avoid getting sucked into
their conversations.
HR Assistant: (yelling over the wall at me) - How do
you spell “dub-a-u”?
Me: Huh?
HR Assistant: I said,
how do you spell “dub-ah-u”?
Me: Do you have something in your mouth? What language are
you speaking?
HR Assistant: I’m not
speaking anything. I’m trying to type
the word “dub-a-hu” and spell check is telling me it is spelled wrong.
Me: Are you trying
the type the word “W”, as in the lette...
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Have fun!
You will be standing in the surf with a drink in your hand thinking, "How can I make this work?" I know I did.
Enjoy you time off.
ray
@ ray - you've read my mind....
HAVE FUN!!!
Soak up the sun and the salt water and then tell us all about it! (and make me even more jealous!)
And tell your hubby we want lots of lovely pictures! I hope he gets a shot of a humu humu nuku nuku apua'a! One of my favourite fishies! ;o)
Hope ya have fun!