Brooke and Jeffrey have been cubicle mates for close to 5 years now. They would even consider each other friends, but Brooke has been at the company for years and is known as the Company Matriarch.
Everyone knows her, respects her and some even envy her.
"Hey Brooke, you over there?"
"Yes Jeffrey."
"I thought I just saw you out front passing the hotdog cart. I waived and everything. "
"It wasn't me, I've been sitting in here for the past two hours."
"You do have that new silver metallic Toyota 4Runner don't you?"
"Yes Jeffrey."
"Hmm, that's strange, I was sure you waved back too."
Brooke stopped what she was doing, and thought to herself: Same SUV, same color, in front of the building, the wave back...
"That B*^ch!"
"Who, who's a B*^ch?"
"Mickey, the B*^ch on the 3rd floor! First it was my hairstyles, then my clothes, my shoes, she even started taking selfies posing like me. And I heard she's going on a vacation to the same resort Wife and I just came back from."
"She is a B*^ch!"
"I heard she got a truck just like mine and drives to work to hide if from the snatch man."
"Absolutely shameful," Jeffrey taunted. "She's always been messy!"
Two weeks later....
"Brooke, you over there?"
"Yes Jeffrey."
"Guess who I just saw driving by in a beat up old hooptie?"
"Who?"
"Ms. Messy Mickey."
Brooke laughed, stood up and looked over in to Jeffrey's cube.
"Guess who called the snatch man to repo her life back? That would be me! Yasssss!"
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