-12 DAYS, 95 INTERRUPTIONS-

Yep, that's right. In the past 12 days, Jeff has entered my office 95 times to ask questions, make stupid comments, and crunch peanuts in my ear. I keep a piece of paper next to my computer and give it a tic mark every time he comes in. He thinks it's a list that I'm tallying of vendor calls. Now, keep in mind, this doesn't include the emails he sends me everyday. That averages around 10-12. And also keep in mind, he's been working here for 13 months. My only saving grace...the dude drags his frucking feet when he walks, so if I'm quick on my feet I can pick up the phone for a pretend call.

This is some sad shit.

-IM CONVERSATION-

Air10143: Mom!?
Air10143: Call me at work.
Air10143: Just real quick. I have something to tell you.
Air10143: I know you hear me woman!
Air10143: HEY!

(The phone rings...)

“Hey Mom. I haven’t talked to you in a while. Sorry. I’ve just been real busy. But I was thinking about you and I just wanted to tell you I love you. I just didn’t want to tell you over IM.”

“Well I love you too. Thank you. Did you make it back ok? What time did you get home?”

“Anyways, yeah work’s nuts. We got back at 9:30 last night. I’m busy managing a girl. I’m busy being managed. And I’m trying to make my account tick all at the same time. It’s crazy. But it’ll all pay-off hopefully. Can’t really talk about it at work. So, I just don’t want you to think I’m avoiding you or anything. I’m not. Everything is going well. I love you. I gotta go buy I’ll talk to you later.”