damn phones were ringing off the hook, no one was grabbing them, and I spilled 20oz of hot coffee on my self. Not happy. I had to change every item of clothing I was wearing. Even the socks. Clearly, the spill was my fault, but I'm really just looking for someone to blame here...
Posted by mike at December 30, 2004 10:45 AMI saw that on your cam shot, but I couldn't figure out what the hell you were doing. It looked like you were practicing some new crazy dance, or I thought maybe you saw a mouse.
Posted by: haywood at December 30, 2004 11:11 AMIt smells like coffee all over the office now too. That's just great.
Posted by: Dee at December 30, 2004 11:30 AMand you just know the cleaning people won't spray anything or clean it at all...
I'll bet the coffee was really good too. That usually happens to me when I purchase a really good cup of coffee. I'll treat myself once in awhile by shelling out $5.00 at Starbucks for something tasty, but it's always too hot to drink right away. So, I get to my car, fumble with my keys and then spill the whole thing on my tires.
Where's Juan Valdez when you need him?
Posted by: haywood at December 30, 2004 12:55 PMBlame it on me!
Posted by: Kate at December 30, 2004 02:30 PMHere's how you get the cleaning folks to address the clean up issue. Tell them someone, unbeknownst to you, must have had sex in your work area. Then watch as they march in wearing their bio-hazard wet suits and go to work on the coffee spill. It'll probably take them three or four hours to clean it up. You and Dee would have to be excused from work to stay out of their way. You could run down and get a refill.
Posted by: haywood at December 30, 2004 05:13 PM