MEMORANDUMb
RE: What adult would do that?
I've recited "Good morning, First American Title, this is Joy, how may I help you?" so many times that I've answered my parental units' home phone that way a couple times. But the important thing is to be thankful for the opportunity to work and scrape together rent money, right? So, I try to stay cheerful. Smile when I answer the phone, because people CAN hear it. Remind myself at least I'm not hanging up sweatshop labor clothing at a mall store that has misled 13 and 31 year olds alike to think they can be 21 forever. Play freecell when no one's looking.
My supervisor, an escrow officer (which, I've learned, means a very stressed out creature who gets and gives people shit all day long), came storming back to the office after a run to the little girls room, absolutely shocked and aghast. Apparently, someone had drawn little happy faces in each "O" in the "PLEASE DO NOT FLUSH NAPKINS OR TAMPONS DOWN THE TOLIET" sign on the stall door. "Can you imagine?" she exclaimed, "Either someone has gross extra long arms and can reach while sitting or someone actually took time to stand there and draw different googly eyes and smileys in each O. What adult would do that?"
From that point on, I stopped signing sent faxes and post-it notes and phone messages with joy :P
As I nodded yes as Alice went on about how graffitting the biffy is like totally immature, I thought, not ALL of the Os had happy smiley faces. I missed the O in "OR" and "TAMPONS" because I didn't want to duplicate any.
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