Boss is back today. And she's kinda pissed. Word got back to her that me and NewCootch did fuck all yesterday. Someone told her that we were shooting the shit till shift's end. I think I know who it was that ratted us out. Some douche we'll call GetBirdFluAndDie. GetBirdFluAndDie has been clocking NewCootch ever since her first day. I think he digs her.
Anyway, today I'm trying to keep more of a low profile. You know, really hunker down and get alot of work done to make up for yesterday. NewCootch doesn't seem to be cooperating though.
NC: Can I ask you a question?
H: If its work related, sure.
NC: Do you like calypso?
H: No. I dont like calypso.
NC: Oh....Why dont you like calypso?
H: I dunno. I just dont. Isn't there some work you should be doing?
NC: Ya. I'll do it right now.... Hootch?
NC: I'm writing my performance evaluation. How do you spell "below"?
NC: You're so smart. Do you know how I spelled it?
That was the last straw. My boss had about enough. She made NewCootch change desks...like we were back in grade school. I thought that was kinda funny.