Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Will Week

As I’ve mentioned in an earlier post, a dear sweet tech leaves us at the end of this week and his going away party is this afternoon. Throwing on the ole apron last night, I whipped up a delicious homemade Italian Cream Cake in his honor. It was all I could do not to discreetly slice off a piece for “testing purposes” but willpower prevailed and it remained untouched and unmolested. Grand Poobah purchased two large cheesecakes so between that and the forthcoming balloons and departmentally-signed card, we are good to go. So help me if the Food Mooch comes within a country mile of that specially-made confection, I will bitch slap him into next week. His drool and germs are hereby verboten and that rule shall be harshly enforced. Also, after two glorious, carefree, halcyon days, Water Buffalo is back wandering our hallways, poking her unwanted nose into Admin’s business and chatting with her buds. Her office has been relocated back to its original building and with the exception of picking up her mail, has no business annoying coworkers stationed in my compound. I have no doubt her meddlesome snout will be shoved into the foodstuffs as she forages for tasty sustenance during the celebratory repast. Such is life.

3 comments:

Kerry said...

I wish Will the best!!!

Traveling Chica said...

I love how descriptive your stories about work are, Miss Circe. They always crack me up. :)

Bone said...

I have no doubt her meddlesome snout will be shoved into the foodstuffs as she forages for tasty sustenance during the celebratory repast.

LOL I think if I had to pick one sentence as an example of Miss Circe's writings to show to a prospective blog reader, this would be an excellent one :)