I hope you don't mind, but I used you today.
Well, sort of.
I needed to return your call, but chose to do it just as Troublesome Co-Worker was approaching my desk.
As it went to your voicemail and he was still standing here looking at me, I covered the receiver and said sweetly, "Do you need something? It's going to be quite a while."
He said, "Um, muhm mumblity fumblity foom moom," and walked away.
I left you a message and made three other phone calls lest Co-Worker should think I was finished working.
I hope you don't mind,
All my love,
Erin
p.s. I really think I might be on to something. You may have more phone calls to look forward to over the next 26 days. Do you mind if I call you seven times per day?
9 comments:
HA HA! Great avoidance tactic! You're going to need a phonebook pretty soon. Maybe you should pick it up and just start talking to the dialtone about all the "weird" symptoms you're having - and scare him off that way ;) Or not. Who knows what he'd tell Dom and the other coworkers...
Can I get on the calling list?
Call me too!
you can call me too, I would love to get voice mails...
but I have to get you my number...
hee hee
Send me your phone numbers.
I can't believe this is still happening. Do you think you should seriously talk to your boss? This is harrassment, in many ways. By now I would either be talkin to his wife, or I would have a restraining order~
On the bright side, only 25 more days to go, according to your countdown. I say make as many phone calls as you have to to make it through. LOL!
I think dads like it when their daughters "use them." It makes them still feel important! And useful.
Erin...I think maybe you should tell Troublesome Co-worker that your father can hit a 40" bull's eye at 1000 yards using a rifle with open sights and see what kind of reaction you get.
Love,
Dad
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