Friday, September 13, 2002

An unusual chat

For some reason our back door number doesn't always work at the office, so folks have to go through me to be transferred. The other morning I answered the phone to hear:
her: no no poopie in the background
me: hesitantly I think you might have the wrong number
her: OH! I didn't hear you answer
me: Recognizing her as the wife of a co-worker Hi how are you?
her: You just heard me talking about poopies didn't you?

We both had a good laugh and I assured her it was no problem, and she wasn't interrupting my day when her calls came through me, and that the poopie talk didn't bother me a bit.

We'll have a little more to chat about at the next company picnic I think.



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