Our office is putting together a Wii-mbledon competition tomorrow, so the joyous squeals and digitized tunes of the game have been drifting to my cube all day during "practice rounds." That's the context of the following:
Me: (Spoken classily over cube walls.) Wii is going to be the downfall of this agency.
Coworkers: (Stunned silence.)
Me: (Confusion. Do they not hear the obsessed game players? Pause for a deep thought.)
Coworkers: (More puzzled silence from the PR department as they mentally question my self-esteem, competency and basic grammar knowledge.)
Me: (Light bulb!) Oh no, not WE. We are not going to be the downfall of this agency. Clearly, I think we're pretty awesome. Oh never mind - y'all practice away.
This reminds me of my "two ears" flub in grad school - a story for tonight. Unless Kristen gets to comment before I return.
Dear Emerson
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Hot peppermint tea just went up my nose reading this post!
If I was half the eloquent storyteller you are, I'd attempt to finish this ... but you're on a roll, Blogger Babe!
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