…or under the bed. Mondays – gotta love ’em. [hating them takes too much energy]
Talking to a coworker and gesturing, as I have a tendency to do, and knocked over my water bottle.
So I’m wiping down my desk, trying not to kill my keyboard and starting to think maybe I have too many monitors. Especially when I have to lift each one, wipe the water under it and on the bottom of the stand… My coworker made a comment about I should have closed the top, like it is in the picture, instead of leaving it open. [look at it closely, he STILL hasn’t got it fully closed] I said “yeah, probably so” and reached over to close it.
You know it – knocked it over AGAIN.
Now water has definitely gone EVERYWHERE. [not everywhere, he barely got any on himself] So several several paper towels later and my area is basically dry. Water bottle is closed too. [only took him two spills to learn that one]
I get the department’s 24/7 phone tomorrow. That’s what my coworker and I were talking about – him giving me the phone in the morning.
… you don’t suppose I knocked it over because subconsciously I don’t want that **** phone? [subconsciously, hell. very consciously]