Yesterday, I was at my desk at work, helping the girl from HQ get her proverbial papers in a bundle for the week of meetings that are taking place here in Vancouver.<\/p>\n
She’s a very nice girl. She does time-zones in her head and always says please and thank you. She wouldn’t let me lift so much as a ream of paper. “Look at you!” she kept saying, “You could have that baby at any minute!” (and a ream of paper is what’s going to push it out? I’ll have to remember to take one with me to the hospital in case things get stuck.)<\/p>\n
“Wow,” she said, on her way back from the photocopier, I guess observing that co-worker A was still standing at my desk, chatting with me. “You guys sure are laid-back out here. I love it.”<\/p>\n
“Really?” I said, and just then my phone rang. It was the mail room. <\/p>\n
“Cheesefairy – there’s a parcel down here for you. UPS.”
\n“Oh, OK…”
\n“It’s…YOUR SHOES,” the mail room guy stage-whispered.
\n“Hey! My shoes are here!” I said, “I’ll be right there!” and hung up the phone.<\/p>\n
The girl from HQ just looked at me. <\/p>\n
“I’ll be right back,” I said, “I have to go get them.”
\n“Sure,” she said.<\/p>\n
“Laid back?” co-worker A was saying as I swept past them, “You think?”<\/p>\n
ps: they are these shoes <\/a> and they are every bit as delightful in person thank goodness because I do not want to have another parcel in my house that needs mailing sorry Sarah and family <\/a>I swear you will get your Christmas presents eventually.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Yesterday, I was at my desk at work, helping the girl from HQ get her proverbial papers in a bundle for the week of meetings that are taking place here in Vancouver. She’s a very nice girl. She does time-zones … Continue reading