There are all kinds fo different faces in my office today. Different expressions.
Crazy La La: I don't know what's up with her, but she's looking at each transaction like it's her first day. I can't decide whether it's the drugs or she's focusing so hard to hear the voices in her head that she can't do anything else. At any rate, she's on auto-pilot.
Saltine: Is so busy arguing with her husband that we doesn't really have time for much else today.
Kiki: Anthony broke her heart again and this is causing her some distress. That piled on with the fact that he's moving and she's on pins and needles waiting to hear back from UW-Oshkosh, she's pretty much spent.
Triscuit: Well, she's a 60 y/o slut. She is spending the entire morning filling me in on the drama that comes with being a 60 y/o slut. She doesn't understand why women are calling her all the time with threats, when she is screwing around with their husbands/boyfriends. She is clueless.
All kinds of interesting emotions running around her today. Should be something when they all start smashing into each other.
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