Humidity + Heat + Change in Medication + Mrs. Tantrum talking on the phone = DISASTER
With sweat dripping down my chest from under my boobs, and drinking copious amounts of ice water and never peeing, I got down to making calls to customers.
"Hi John! Can I send you some marketing materials along with your order today?"
"That would be great! What do you have?"
"Well, I would recommend a banner, and definitely a counter. Would you like me to send you a counter?"
"WOW! YOU GUYS SEND COUNTERS? I need to order more product from you!"
"Oh, no! I can't talk today because of the heat... I can send you a counter if you want, but I was really thinking maybe a counter top display would be better."
"That's what I thought...it is Friday after all, and I think that no one should have to work on Friday afternoon."
Oh, man if only he would tell my boss that...I would make a lot less stupid comments about sending people counters because I am dehydrated and withering away.
1 comments:
Haha, Send me a counter!
If you didn't pee where did the water go? Sweat??
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