She: “Eating at your desk, I see. Do you have a minute?”
Me: “Sure! I’d love to hear about your weekend. How was the trip?”
She: “Well, I had the grossest experience on the way home from the airport. This cabbie was blowing air hankies all the way home and holding his hand out the window for the rain to wash off…”
Me (turning green): “Wait, wait! Let me take a really big bite of this sandwich so you can thoroughly ruin it for me. Don’t do anything by halves, m’dear.”
She: “I hadn’t got to the sick part yet.”
Me: “I’ve missed you. You know that.”
She: “I know. And then the cabbie…”
