Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Over The Cubicle Chronicles: One Emoji, Two Emojis, Three.....











Jeffrey is well in to his relationship with Ian and he is so sure that it's serious and going somewhere fast. Then suddenly he hears the screech of brakes.


"Hey Brooke"


"Yes Jeffrey"


"Listen to this sh*t."


Jeffrey as usual heads over to Brooke's cube to sit in her counseling chair

"What happened now?"


"Well you know that Mister Man and I have been going full steam ahead, and now suddenly it's slow motion."


Brooke didn't even turn away from her monitor to face Jeffrey

"Didn't you tell me that this man is opening up two gyms in the city and is still meeting with his clients?"

Jeffrey is so unbothered by Brooke's response


"Well yeah, but listen to this...  He used to text me every morning with a cute Emoji and now I'm not even getting "Good Morning," I'm getting "GM," who does that?"


Brooke is still facing her monitor and putting items in her Amazon cart and is oblivious to Jeffrey's whining


"Then during the day he would send me the cutest Emojis saying he was thinking 'bout me, and...."


Brooke is deciding between a black maxi cowl neck or a turquoise sweater dress


"Um hm, I'm listening."


She clearly is not


"So you know I called him out on it. First you send me four Emojis a day and now we're down to maybe two.  No one and I mean no one puts baby in a corner!"



"Um hm, I'm listening."




And again, she clearly is not


"Then boyfriend says to me "I've been renovating two gyms, moving equipment, installing T.V.s, interviewing clients and trainers, ordering equipment, dealing with plumbing issues, and I broke two fingers on some weights and my finger nail is hanging on by duct tape, and you're talking to me about an Emoji!" 


Jeffrey responds to Ian

"Well, since you put it that way."


Brooke finally turns around to face Jeffrey and looks at him over her glasses
and says

"Well I guess he put baby in a corner and stuck a pacifier in his mouth!"


"But for real that's only three fingers that don't work; that leaves seven good ones. Send me my damn Emojis!"


They both fall out laughing!

"Boy get out of my cube!"
















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