Haha... saw this on the
knitting community.
Just got a call at work to go see a higher up. I don't know her well, and she doesn't supervise me, but I was as intimidated as I was perplexed.
I got to her office and she asked me to shut the door. As I turned to do so, I saw people on the hallway peeking around their doorways at me in shock and I could hear the whispers start. I swallowed hard as the door closed and I turned and sat.
She looked at me for a second, very seriously, and reached under her desk and pulled out a plastic bag. My mind raced. Had I left something embarrassing or incriminating somewhere for her to find? Would she blackmail me?
She pulled out pink, yellow, and blue fuzz.
It was a scarf.
She heard I was a knitter. She hadn't knit in many years until this scarf. To her embarrassment, she had forgotten how to bind off.
I showed her. We bonded.
We're going to meet weekly for lessons.
Can't wait to hear the rumors.
*grin*
Just got a call at work to go see a higher up. I don't know her well, and she doesn't supervise me, but I was as intimidated as I was perplexed.
I got to her office and she asked me to shut the door. As I turned to do so, I saw people on the hallway peeking around their doorways at me in shock and I could hear the whispers start. I swallowed hard as the door closed and I turned and sat.
She looked at me for a second, very seriously, and reached under her desk and pulled out a plastic bag. My mind raced. Had I left something embarrassing or incriminating somewhere for her to find? Would she blackmail me?
She pulled out pink, yellow, and blue fuzz.
It was a scarf.
She heard I was a knitter. She hadn't knit in many years until this scarf. To her embarrassment, she had forgotten how to bind off.
I showed her. We bonded.
We're going to meet weekly for lessons.
Can't wait to hear the rumors.
*grin*