I was at work bright and early this morning, just finishing up a few introductions on the next series of professional development trainings that were being scheduled over the next few months. Debbie popped in barely 20 minutes after I sat down to work. I can never remember if she is from finance or procurement – partially because I didn’t care. What I did remember is that this woman was always in the office. Debbie is here when I arrive and when I leave. She needs a life.
“Hey Leroy, I hear you and Terra broke up. Tough luck, huh?” Debbie dropped a stack of reports in my inbox, probably my training and development budget revisions. “Ron says Terra went on a lunch date with some sort of Russian mafia type. But I still think you have him in the looks department. I mean, you can’t blame a gal for wanting a bit more security. Somebody like him can definitely protect her if a thug attacks.” Debbie headed out of the door. I noticed a coffee stain on the back of her blouse. Now how did that get there?
I shook my head and looked back at my computer screen – but it was too late, the mood was shot. Great, now I’m distracted! I tried calling Terra, but got her voicemail. That was my cue that it was time to eat. I locked my screen and headed down to the food court for two breakfast sandwiches, juice, cookies for later (or mid morning) and a bottle of water.
After I rushed down my sandwiches, I thought it might be a good idea to call and check on Tomeika. Last I heard from Jada, she was doing better – even starting to get her powers back. Since I wasn’t sure if she was at work or still at home, I thought it would be best to call her cell phone. Shout-out to the anytime access.
“Hello?” She answered with a clear voice.
“Hey Tomieka, you sound much better.” I still wondered what kind of flu could take her powers away.
“Hey Leroy, baby. YES! I feel perfect. I don’t know what was wrong with me, but ya girl is back!” She laughed.
“Good, now I can collect those drinks from you and Jada.” I laughed too.
“Now you know when Raz and Tam say it, we mean it.” I heard her pause to mention something about photo copies. I assume that meant she’s at work today. “Let’s do it this weekend. I’ll call Terra too, so she knows there were no hard feelings.”
“Sounds like a plan. I hope you get paid by then, because I’m going to drink you ladies under the table.” I smiled hard, but I meant it.
We ended the conversation and I finally got back to work. I remembered I needed to e-mail these draft versions over to Ms. DeVane before 9 a.m. this morning – and it was already 9:30. Just as I attached the files and sent them, I received an e-mail from Michelle.
You owe me lunch and I'm not taking “NO” for an answer. See you at your job, at noon.
We can ride in the squad car today.
I thought to myself. Today is going to be real interesting.