Things Sandra Says
As she hovers around my desk because we’re chatting about important work things...
Me: I may not be in on Friday, I’m not feeling so hot.
Sandra: You’re not going to come in?
Me: We’ll see how I feel..
Sandra: **throws hands up in air and storms away** JESUS CHRIST.
Me: What? Are you mad at me?
Sandra: YUP.
**From her office but clearly in my direction (even tho I can’t see her)**
Sandra: NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOO!!!
The reason I’m here.















