MSB's Outlook calendar says she has a meeting in Beverly Hills at 4:30 pm - at least 30 minutes drive from our office, not to mention the time to get downstairs, get your car, and get on the road. At 4:03, she yells out to no one in particular, "I'm late! Gotta go! Gotta Go!"
At 4:10, she asks aloud, "Where is my bag? Has anybody seen my business cards [these are not actually business cards as they do not have her name or contact info on them - they are simply a card advertising a side business of hers]?" Of course this is the time to find these necessary items, when you are already 10 minutes late.
At 4:15 she tells her husband to go down and drive her car up to where the elevator comes down so that she can leave more quickly.
At 4:35, she yells once again, "Gotta go! Gotta go!"
She leaves the office at 4:40 saying "If anyone calls for me, I left at 4!"
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