I like interacting with humans...

Dear Person Who Has Been Sitting In My Office All Day,

This is not to say that I have my own office, but that I work in an office and when I am working in it, I consider it mine. I am possessive like that.

Anyway, if you ask me if there's a phone around that you can use for a very important and urgent phone call and I let you use our office phone because I'm nice like that and because we have an unwritten policy of letting people use our stuff and because I still really don't understand why you have been hanging around the office for more than four hours, I don't expect the first words out of your mouth during this conversation to be "What up?"*

How important and urgent was this phone call that began, "What up?"

* I like that sentence. It was long and meandering. I am the worst writer ever and I love me for it.

srah - Friday, 28 January 2005 - 4:53 PM

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gravatar your anon. reader whom you don't know - January 31, 2005 - 11:20 AM -

Yes, it does have a certain Faulknerian quality to it, especially because it brings the reader up short with the "What up?" That's one of his devices--he breaks the literary reverie with a rock-hard little pebble of reality.

gravatar srah - January 31, 2005 - 11:26 AM -

Thanks. At first I thought you meant it was The Loiterer's literary device rather than Faulkner's. :)

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