Monday, September 29th 2014 in I Need A New Job

  • Sept. 29, 2014, 6:42 p.m.
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Writers note: all names are changed to nicknames to protect myself… nobody is innocent here

New Girl: So will I get put in the system when the phone backup gets installed?
Me: I think so. I’m pretty sure he needs to come up here to do that.
New Girl: I’m surprised Buzz didn’t get me in the system already.
Me: I’m pretty sure he doesn’t even know you have to be put in a system.
New Girl: Oh…
Me: So actually I guess that was me. I dropped the ball. But then [pauses] it is his job, so I guess I dropped his ball.

New Girl: (⊙ _ ☉)
Me: ( • _ •)

Me: That was awkward
New Girl: Yepp
Me: [walking away] Let’s just forget that happened.

[20 minutes later I get a phone call from someone I would never expect a phone call from unless it was a ridiculous emergency]

Me: [staring at my ringing phone] What the hell?
New Girl: It’s strange for someone to call you?
Me: This person, yes. [answers phone - sounds like a pocket dial] Well, I’m betting pocket dial.
New Girl: Please don’t say it’s Buzz because I already know you dropped his ball.
Me: (- _ ლ) yes… yes I did

…I need a new job. Or a memory eraser.


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