Holy crap.
Someone in my department up and decided to drop off the face of the planet, so I've been helping to pick up the slack. His cube and his team are across the building, which means marathon sprints down the halls every time there's a team meeting.
I've lost 3.3 pounds in three days.
Know what else? The missing man has some kind of mold infestation in his cubicle. Whenever I'm forced to sit there, I sneeze. So much so that the dude sitting next to me now holds up a little sign that reads, "Bless you" because he got tired of saying it.
He also sighs before he holds up the sign. Bite me, okay?
I'm sorry I haven't been around much—all the extra work and sprinting mean Mrs. Mullet is an absolute slug by the end of the day. But I'm sure the body, er, man, will turn up any day now.
Oh, and I finally made a decision about the posing nude thing...but eek! It's already 7:52 a.m. and I only have one eye mascara-ed.
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Whew.....Finally - don't have to see those nappy feet in my reader anymore.
Did this person at work disappear b/c of your nappy feet post too? I mean, seriously, I was on the verge.
Mold in the cubicle.
A hairy footed artist desires to paint you buck necked.
The list goes on and on. Bless you child.
cliffhangers are rude.
There is one kind of mold that makes me sneeze and it is Chaetomium. OK, I've done many air tests and KNOW it is that one. :D Hope the dude shows up.
Mold is bad...i would demand his team come to your side of the hall...but losing 3.3lbs is awesome lol
Did you really lose weight? I mean that is a hell of a fitness plan if it works.
Have you tried contacting the man's mistress to find him?
(This worked for a certain governer that has been in the news)
You lead a crazy life, my friend. Moldy cubicles, furry feat, coke in the shower and losing 3.3 lbs in three days. Need I say more.
I am thinking I am glad I am a goat and don't live in Mulletville....
Seriously? You're going to leave us hanging? I guess that's the sure fire way to get us to come back and see what you're up to.
cliff hanger blog style; love it!
Oh come on! You can't just leave us hanging like that!
I'm speechless. . .what with the nudity. . .and the feet. . .and the mold. . .and the murder. . .
Your life may be just a tad-bit-more exciting than mine!
Ewwww mold!! I hope the guy does show up soon so you don't have to deal with all the ugh anymore!
The guy next to you should be happy that moldy guy's cubicle makes you sneeze instead of fart. Maybe tomorrow you should hold up your own sign, something like "It could have been the other end."
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