Wednesday March 12, 2008
awkward moment: coffee goodmorning
my office has a flavia machine in its kitchette. i go there everyday to get coffee. this is where awkward conversations occur. today’s example:
i ran into a woman in on my floor who used to be a temporary office-mate of mine as she awaited for her own office to be set up. we barely spoke when we had shared an office. within five minutes of being in my office she had somehow (without even having a hole-punch machine or tool) spread hundreds of hole-punched circlets of paper all over our (read: my) floor. i still may not have forgiven her.
anyway, i clearly just digressed, so i ran into this woman, and the following occurred:
me: goodmorning.
woman: goodmorning, how are you doing?
me: doing fine.
[a few seconds pause while i grabbed my coffee and such]
me: how are you doing?
woman: doing well. how are y… well, um, work is keeping me busy.
me: yeah me, too. well, have a good day.
woman: thanks, you too.
et cetera.