office gossip

if you've read my 'blog before, you know that the woman who works next door to me is a crazy, dyed-blonde, tight-skirt-wearing lady from glen burnie who yells at her ex-husband a lot. she just said:

"yeah, but i'm back on happy medicine, so in two more weeks i should be just fine!"

i thought about running next door and telling her, "you call it happy medicine? that's funny; my friend ben calls them 'crazy pills!'" hopefully, that "happy medicine" will prompt her to get off the phone and put through the promotion for which i've been waiting for the last 6 weeks. but probably not.