Today began rather strangely. As I walked into work, Chris, who manages our office, indicated that I should come read an email he’d received. The title was “Maternity Leave?”
The email, which was sent from a person who works in corporate in the company, read:
“Hi Chris! Someone mentioned on a phone call that they thought Sarah Crosland was out on maternity leave. If she is, who should we direct her calls to in Atlanta?”
Chris had already responded:
“I can assure you she is not pregnant. She is also not out.”
The response from corporate?
“Ok -- good to know. Me either.”
And Chris’ final response (on which, I was cc’d):
“I think congratulations are in order for everyone involved.”
So there you have it. In case anyone was curious as to whether or not I am with child, it has been officially confirmed that I am not.
When I woke up this morning I really did not anticipate having someone congratulate me on not being pregnant before the day was over.
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But when Sarah does get pregnant, she's going to do it like 7 or 8 times so she can have a whole litter of crumb-snatchers to go along with her litter of dachshunds (that's pronounced: dosh-'HOOOOOOnds).
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