She has decided I shouldn’t be alone today.
I’m OK, mostly.
And don’t worry. The silly posts will
“Who’s that?”
It was the question I’ve been avoiding.
So here it is.
Then this happened.
"Who's that", she asked.
Her face says, “This was not part of the briefing.”
Tidy enough for company?
Turns out Julie (not her real name) left the dinosaur in my
The portrait looked disappointed, which was unfair because no one had asked it to attend.
Found a stowaway.
"Every Thursday, the office chairs chose one employee to learn the old songs."
Starting to wonder how many doors we’re missing.
I was just looking for a spare key to a locked cabinet.
All three claimed to be the original pants.
