It can't be normal...

It really can't be normal to sit at my desk (at work) and be able to hear a co-worker (who sits about 15 feet away from my desk)'s 20 minute conversation with her husband, going back and forth on the following topics:

a. What he's done since she left for work. What he's done since she left the house because he doesn't have a job. He hasn't had a full steady job since 2004. Well see, it wasn't his fault, he had gone camping with some friends, and maybe some of those friends were smoking pot in their tent, and maybe he must have just inhaled...and that's why he failed his random drug test. It's not his fault.
Really.

b. How he just got a laptop from his buddy. Because it was probably in exchange for some "work" he did for him. Like making sure that guy from Dateline NBC wasn't going to find him and show up knocking on his door about that 13 year old girl he may have been chatting with online.

3. What they will eat for dinner...Will it be Grecian House? Or a box of Hamburger Helper? Or Grecian House? So many decisions you know...It makes things so hard.

d. Why their (her) checking account is in the negative again. She balances her checkbook everyday at work (no judgement, i'm blogging) and so when he doesn't tell her he got lunch, filled up the gas tank, and signed up for some new classes at Kaplan University and all those checks for the bills bounce, it causes quiet the conundrum...

Did I mention she is the Boss's assistant and he only sits 4 feet away from her? Does she even care that this country is in a recession and she could easily be sitting at home with her jobless husband both letting us pay for them (thanks Unemployement).



wow, that felt so good to get off the chest.

~abby