Wowee, another day of work.

[silveradept]

Or something like that. However, my boss makes work very, very interesting. She went to see a doctor about getting a mold of her foot made so that they can get her proper arch support. Then she’ll be able to walk without a boot (which has been a step down from her cast) and she'll be very happy. Anyway, she's talking to the doctor, who introduced herself by her first name, and then asked my boss for her phone number.

Yep, my boss has been hit on. She seemed very nonplussed by it, but managed to avoid incident. After she was done, she came back to work and then asked me, "Do I give off some lesbian vibe or something?" I answered her with the truth, as I was caught a bit off balance. "I dunno." is what I said. Thus, a whole lot of fun from my boss. We have a lot of fun at work, I swear.

Unfortunately, without a radio, I start thinking about stuff. That can be problematic when it goes a bit too far. It's usually major philosophy that I try very hard to file away and not remember things too much. We-lah. Or something like that.