mylittleredgirl | the revenge of the web orders

I feel horribly ganged-up upon by inanimate objects. And, I suppose, the total strangers (who are animate) sending these inanimate emails and telephone calls. Just... a *lot* of web orders. And emails. And the phone hasn't stopped ringing such that I haven't even *listened* to my metric craploads of voicemails yet.

*buries head in paperwork, like ostrich*

I will get through today. I WILL.

I probably shouldn't have hit

mystic_isles000, though. That was kind of unprofessional. Even though it was totally in self-defense because she jumped out at me from nowhere. *snuggles sister* She has apparently forgiven me, because she just came into my office and did her Jack-as-velociraptor-in-"Broca-Divide" impersonation for me. My day is much improved.

It's so nice to work in the same place, even if our coworkers (justifiably) believe we are complete and utter loony bin escapees.

-- Little Red, back to the metaphorical salt mines.

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She can go pants-less when sunburned!

We agreed that, right?

We DID agree! And I'll bet Janet would agree, too, although she would pretty much die after that phone conversation.

Daniel: "What'd Jack want?"
Janet: "That was Sam."
Daniel: *eyes caller ID* "What'd *Sam* want?"
Janet: "She's sunburned. Wanted to check with me about treatment."
Daniel: "This is funny?"
Janet: "She's walking around Jack's house right now with *no pants!*"
Daniel: "FINALLY."
Janet: "No, no, this is apparently for medical purposes only. They're still not having sex."
Daniel: "'Medical purposes'? You are KIDDING me."
Janet: "I know. I KNOW."
Daniel: "She's naked in his house!"
Janet: "I have a bad feeling she got sunburned on purpose."
Daniel: "Do you call County Mental Health, or do I?"
Janet: "You dial, I'll talk."

the revenge of the web orders

Medical dispensation!

completely medical!