today mr. t and sprout decided to humor themselves by giving me an 8.5" x 11" color photo of a doctor we have recruited. they told me to just look at his picture whenever i was stressed out, and it'd be like drinking two martinis. mr. t told me to look at the photo, "and it will be like 'abracadabra!' and everything will be better". seriously? we're having this conversation?
a few minutes later, i emailed them a document to review prior to a meeting. sprout responded, "damn, you're getting to be high maintenance."
sprout wrote back, "don't worry. i sent him your picture, too. he's probably drooling all over it."
i replied, "oh good. i was worried he had already forgotten about me."
i told them this reminds me of the time i went into mr. t's office while he was talking to a guy on speakerphone. mr. t told this guy that i was single. the guy laughed awkwardly. i'm sure he was thinking, "okay? what does that have to do with the annual budget?!"
they got off the phone, and mr. t told me i needed to take a document up to the guy. seriously? after you just told him i'm single? mr. t assured me the guy is cute. i delivered the document to him, and boy, was it awkward.
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