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What I did at Work Yesterday

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I’m lucky that both of my boses are also my friends (and actually they are good friends with each other – the world gets pretty small when all your friends are current or former Girl Scout employees).

By the late afternoon yesterday the office was abuzz with the anticipation of “white death” and both Kara and I were a little fried from the day and antsy to leave.  So we poured at least some of our pent-up antsiness into this e-mail exchange:


From: Kara
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 3:31 PM
To: Kim
Subject: RE: I’m worried… 

 

Wasabi just went up my nose & made me cry a little.
From: Marksberry, Kim
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 3:31 PM
To: Sanders, Kara
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

That is why I think Wasabi is against your safety commitment.


From:  Kara
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 3:32 PM
To:  Kim
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

 Humm… what if I said that crying in a controlled environment, like my desk, is better than having a build up of tears which might explode & impede my vision while driving across Jellico mountain on the way to Knoxville?

 That is the longest sentence ever.


From:  Kim
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 3:35 PM
To:  Kara
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

That sounded like a challenge, which immediately got me revved up in anticipation of proving you wrong by way of crafting an even longer sentence and making you eat your words, declaring me the longest-sentence-writer in the entire land and possibly the entire universe, excepting Pluto, where everyone knows there are master long-sentence crafters. 


From:  Kara
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 3:39 PM
To: Kim
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

I can see how you would view the long sentence in my last e-mail as a challenge, because you are quite feisty & overall you like to challenge authority, but the truth of the matter is that in no way was that sentence anything other than a proper explanation of the care, concern, pride & regard I have not only in the safety program of our construction company but in my overall safe actions as an employee of said company. 


From:  Kim
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 4:02 PM
To:  Kara
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

I am quite concerned and would like to make an appointment to meet with you to discuss the fact that you are obviously seem quite defensive about my prior, innocent remark that I interpreted your bawdy longest-sentence statement as a challenge and, in-turn have inferred that I, therefor, was discounting your un-questioning commitment to the over-arching safety program developed and adopted by our common place of employment. 


From:  Kara
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 4:08 PM
To: Kim
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

Kimberly, Kimberly… I wonder about you often, not only while at work but on a common day as today when I do my very best to impart knowledge, excitement & commitment of our company’s prestigious safety program on you because I know that you, like I, hold not only your safety but all those you come in contact w/ in the highest regard not only because you are a loyal Girl Scout who both values & implements the standards set forth in Safety Wise but because you are an employee of one of the highest regarded construction companies in the country & you know that safety is not just a job it is a way of life.


From: Kim
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 4:28 PM
To: ` Kara
Subject: RE: I’m worried…

Kara, I am going to go out on a limb here and submit for the official record that you may have been cheating, or if not cheating, then at the very least violating the un-quantifiable spirit of our informal little competition we’ve started here by virtue of repeating my name to lead in AND THEN adding a “…” to boost your sentence length rather than utilizing just a fraction of the expansive imagination that I know in my own heart and mind you possess to conjure up novel, creative, and most importantly, substantive verbal material to include in your response such as, but not limited to similes, metaphors, references to 80s cartoons, insults about Your Mom, conspiracy theories, colorful gibberish, comments about communism, and the veracity of the word: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.


From: Sanders, Kara
Sent: Monday, January 26, 2009 5:04 PM
To:Marksberry, Kim
Subject: RE: I’m worried…
 

You suck. 🙂


5 responses »

  1. I find it amusing, & quite cute, that you assume yourself to be the superior participant of this little “competition” as you call it when in fact it is quite obvious to me, & I am sure to all readers of this crafty blog of yours, that I am clearly the champion not only because I will not stoop so low as to reference your mom (though, please tell her I enjoyed seeing her last night) but because I exude class & sophistication when it comes to expressing my feelings towards life- including, but not limited to, our outstanding safety program at chez messer & our common bond of Girl Scouting.

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  2. You guys are sick. That is why I love you.

    I had a haiku-off with my friend Brenda once. It degenerated pretty quickly, but I won when she put too many syllables into one of the lines.

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  3. Seriously….can I have a job?

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  4. wow. that was great.

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  5. Sounds like it is out of a Jane Austin novel!

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