Just Jared and me for lunch. Looking around the table, he mentions that nobody goes for a proper lunch anymore from Mondays to Thursdays. "Yeah, where is everybody?" I say.
Well Jenita's back in oz schmoozing with her bf. And who is that girl with a skirt on? Is that Margaret? I was too far away to tell if it's her, I'll check later. =). And Only saw a glimpse of Tony peeking through the cubicle - as everybody's practically busy - a typical Monday!
Rayana's apparently on a 'workshop', or so she says. When I snuck a look at her notes, all I saw were illegible words and scribbles and that odd poem of hers. (Rhyming words only count if they appear in the dictionary, Rayloc!)
Jared and I politely txted her to join us for lunch but just brushed us off with a resounding "Nah!". Ouch. Which practically felt like the slap you hear when you just get bitten by an persistent mozzie.
Annoyed, we txted back "We we don't need you anyway!"
Which pretty much started this texting debacle.
C : Well we don’t need you anyway!
R : But u wanted. Want is diff 2 need
R : Don’t argue
(Was about to send another message when…)
R : I heard that
(Is this lady psychic or what? Surely she can't hear through walls or even across 3 floors!)
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C : We know you don't hang around developers anymore… (trying the "make-her-feel-guilty" approach)
R : *Sobs uncontrollably
(ha! looks like it worked!)
R : I'm so over you guys.
(okay, no it didn't)
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C : You can't be over us. Like you can't get over coffee.
R : *she snaps. Grabs chris by his ears and throws him outta window
C : Okay okay. I give up Chris sez as he dangles by the window.
R : High self esteem huh, we'll fix that
C : Imagine what my self esteem is when you're around. It's high today coz you're away.
R : Fine. Not talkin 2 u for the rest of the day.
(followed by 20+ blank messages for the next couple of minutes.Talk about thee silent treatment.)
(figure that out, we're the ones inviting people for lunch and we gentlemen turn out to be the bad guys.)
2 hours later and she's still not talking to me.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Go figure...
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We'd like to see that poem Rayana.
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