I am thinking today will be a miserable day. I walked in to...
Her: Who's been using my desk?
Me : Simon and me
Her: I wish you wouldn't
Me : I needed labels which were on it and as I didn't have any on mine I had to get them off yours.
Her: I hate people using my desk
Me : Well the only way around it is to put the labels on my side.
Her : not doing that
Followed by a brief silence
Her: Did someone move my yoghurt off the desk?
Me : yes, I thought it could do with being refrigerated
Her: Well don't.
Another brief silence
Her: how was Simon last night after I left
Me : Fine Vicky came after you left so he was happy
Her: Why? she's not much a looker
Me : He likes talking to her - she's a really nice person
Her : but she looks like a man - she's not pretty or anything
With these three little conversations my hopes for the rest of the day are far from high.
