It is a quarter to seven o'clock on a Friday evening and I am still in the office. However, before I shut down and go home, I wanted to make note of a colleague convo that happened just moments ago outside my cubicle.
Me to the SVP's new executive assistant: "... Just think of the photo on your employee ID badge like your Driver's License ... who cares if it's bad? It's acceptable and expected."
The SVP's new executive assistant: "I don't have a Driver's License. It was stolen when I was stabbed."
Me: "Excuse me? When you were stabbed?"
The SVP's new executive assistant: "Yes ..."
Me - preparing to make a mental note of the New York neighborhood in which she was mugged: "Where were you?"
The SVP's new executive assistant: "Kansas."