On The Wrong Foot

I called in sick this morning. I had a migraine.

Most of our end of the building, however, spent the morning in a meeting. Missed opportunity to get a lot of work done in peace. If I hadn't been so dizzy ...


_____________________________________________
From:   Moonie
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:23 PM
To:     Ashley
Subject:        RE:

He was gone in that meeting all morning.  Like I said, it was very eerily quiet all morning until around lunch.

_____________________________________________
From:   Ashley
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:25 PM
To:     Moonie
Subject:        RE:

Wow, the designers too? Okay. Eerily quiet. Yes.

Maybe I should have come after all. I could have worn sunglasses and dealt with the light. Noise wouldn't have been an issue.


_____________________________________________
From:   Moonie
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:27 PM
To:     Ashley
Subject:        RE:

And then you could have just taken the afternoon off.  Sounds like a better plan.


_____________________________________________
From:   Ashley
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:31 PM
To:     Moonie
Subject:        RE:

Dang. Wish I had thought of that this morning. Granted, driving to work would have been a bit of an adventure...
 
_____________________________________________
From:   Moonie
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:32 PM
To:     Ashley
Subject:        RE:

Don't worry, I would have talked you through it on the phone.

_____________________________________________
From:   Ashley
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:39 PM
To:     Moonie
Subject:        RE:

"Sorry, officer. My phone-in coach told me to turn left here."

"INTO the Arby's?!"


_____________________________________________
From:   Moonie
Sent:   Monday, January 26, 2009 1:40 PM
To:     Ashley
Subject:        RE:

"Yes, he was hungry."


Yeah. Always looking out for me.

Comments

Anonymous said…
email happenings are one of my favorite things to put on my blog. but this one is clearly on a level that my emails have not reached. this is excellent communication right here!
always love your blog!
~paulie
30 January, 2009 04:29
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