Usually when my cell phone rings at work I don’t answer it – it’s unprofessional and rude to have personal conversations at the office, IMO.
Ok, maybe if I worked with more than 3 people, the tv wasn’t tuned into ESPN all day, I wore something other than jeans & a hoodie, and if anybody really gave a shit… then that’d be true.
So of course when my bff-since-age-2 called today, I picked up.
S : “What’s up”
L : “Just leaving work” (she works for the same company I do, in the Ohio office)
S : “Coooool…” [type type type, turn down Pandora radio a little, search desk for nail file]
L : “I have some good news”
This is where any normal female’s brain would auto-assume some form of engagement/baby/those-shoes-I’ve-been-dying-for-are-finally-on-sale excitement. My mushy female brain was too lazy to try and conjure anything up (I’m still blaming Bikram) so instead of guessing…
S : “What is it”
I know, I’m a real thrill to talk with on the phone.
L : “[bossman] gave the OK for me to work out there in May. FOR TWO WEEKS.”
I literally jumped out of my chair and “Shut up SHUT UP shut up! This is so exciting! OMG”-d around the office. Yes, my coworkers already thought I was crazy, so it’s no big.
L & my sister were already planning to stay with me the week before the bachelorette party, but now they’ll BOTH be out here for a full two weeks, and L doesn’t have to take any vacation time! Seriously, next time I say I hate my job, punch me in the face.
B, are you ready for this? I’ll sign off on a man-cation of your choice if you need to get out of the Estrogen House for a while…
Counting down to May 14th…