I can't stop yawning. It's because I was up until nearly midnight last night.
You know I mentioned The Chair Incidents, right? Well, today when I returned to my desk after work, the chair was completely missing! I found a suitable replacement in the conference room, but we may never know if this is truly my chair or not. I was only gone an hour. Surely a meeting didn't last less time than that! And if it did, someone transfer me to that team...
Earlier today, a guy was having technical difficulties, and he asked "Can you smell smoke coming from my cubicle?"
To which I replied, "Whatcha doin', lightin' a doobie?"
I don't know how to buy flowers. I must find a more practical sympathy gift for my ex-mother-in-law.
In other company-related news, I'm still dry and shiny.