As the morning went on, I came to a stopping point in my work and decided to pop over to that office. I found Suite 20 and then began reading the doors for room C. I found the correct door, but it didn't occur to me right away that the name looked oddly familiar. A receptionist was sitting in the lobby, but unsure which business she worked for, I awkwardly announced that I had come to bring this envelope to Joseph Brown. When she didn't offer any help other than a pointed "Ok", I asked if I should slip it under the door. She then informed me that she worked for him, at which point I smiled, said "Ok, great!" and walked toward her with my parcel. But as I handed her the envelope, it suddenly dawned on me: she was the same women I had seen in my office at 8:30 that morning.
Inside the envelope was their rent check. We are the rental office, after all. Thoroughly embarrassed, I made some awkward exclamation like "Oh that was FROM you TO us!" (with that emphasis). And since I had now proven to be a complete idiot, she wrote "Rent" on the outside of the envelope before handing it back to me.
Oh and that name on the door that looked so familiar? It was printed on the outside of the envelope. Good one, Kimber.
On an unrelated note, here is the fortune cookie my friend Joe got tonight at our local Yummy Buffet. And yes, that is the actual name of the Chinese restaurant.
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She said it needed to go to 20C. Her fault. Kimber culpa non, clearly.
ReplyDeleteWow Kimber...
ReplyDeleteWell, I say she said that. I could have sworn she did, but I might have misheard her. Granted, she could have written "rent" on that envelope the first time around and saved us both some trouble.
ReplyDeleteShe could've not been a jackass. That would've been the best scenario.
ReplyDeleteHaha, I might have done the same thing, but I admit to being a bitch :)
ReplyDeleteGood work, Kimber. :)
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