So So Much has Happened . . .

since my last blog. Funnie stories, hilarious stories, stories that will anger and disgust. They've all happened. I just have to find a place to start.

1. The File Cabinet Fiasco

The most-used file cabinet in our office has a top drawer that sticks open when you try to close it. Naturally, this is the drawer used most often in that cabinet and in the whole room itself. We used to have to leave the dumb drawer open until we could bat our eyes and plead for Big Tom to come down to our office to use his muscles and fix it. This has been going on for at least 4 years (not kidding). Tom finally taught me how to fix the drawer and get it back on track by opening the drawer all the way (yes, all the way) and popping the drawer back on the track. No problem! I have been doing that now for nearly an entire year.

On Wednesday, this week the drawer was up to its old tricks and I could hear my roomie, Carla trying to close the drawer. (why are file cabinets so dang noisy???) So, being the helpful and "giving" person that I am, I hop up and tell Carla that I will show her how to fix it. Carla stands next to me on the left and I open the drawer.

I open it more...


...and more...


... and more...

I heard Carla say something softly like, "Corine...I think it's open all the way". I heard her, but I didn't "HEAR" her if you know what I mean.

So needless to say, the drawer certainly opened all the wa, overturned and tumbled to the floor with Carla and I standing there watching it happen. Actually, I was bent over because I never did let go of the drawer handle!

Carla says, "Corine! Are you OK?"

I said as I let go of the handle and stood up, "Yeah. Are you OK?"

"I think so."

We stood there.

And stood there.

We stared at the scattered mess of papers, files and of course the overturned drawer. Cathy, our receptionist came running in to make sure we were ok. So did another worker, Robert.

We still stood there. After the mess was partially cleaned up and our door was closed we started giggling. What was so funny was our complete LACK of reaction. We just stood there. No laughter (which would be our normal reaction) or fright or girly screaming.

THAT IS WHAT IS SO FUNNY. Carla and I are so numb to the stupidity and moronic things that happen around here that we couldn't even react.


2. We Have a Visitor

When I am concentrating, I can type pretty fast. There's no guarantee on the mistakes, however, but I certainly type at a pretty good speed. And everyone says I type loud. Whatever.

So my story begins with me typing away tic tic tic tac tic tic tic (you get the idea) I was zipping right along when our Boss walks in. (For the purposes of this story I will call the Boss) "Guy". So "Guy" walks in and I am typing away. He ignores me (no big surprise there...) and I hear him talking to Carla. I continue typing.

Suddenly I hear him say "Well I am going to be gone..." and Carla said my typing instantly slowed from
tic tic tic tic tic tic to

tic
tic

tic

tic

Carla said it was all she could do to keep from laughing while "Guy" was speaking to her.


More later...
Reen