Lynn stopped by my office. "Can you help me put this up?" she asked holding a sprig of mistletoe with festive red ribbons in it.
"I’m guessing HR hasn’t cleared this." I said with a bit of concern.
"So what? It’s Christmas." Most folks had decorated their cubicles with lights and cards for the holidays. Lynn had spent a couple hours decorating her cubicle. She wanted me to hang the mistletoe from the false ceiling tiles with a bent paperclip.
"I just don’t want to be implicated in the sexual harassment suit."
"Harass is two words." She said.
"They should make more women like you." I said, and really meant it.
Standing on a wheeled desk chair and using the cubicle wall for support I hung the mistletoe above the entry to her cubicle. I could just barely reach the ceiling. I climbed down and gave her a peck on the cheek. "Merry Christmas" I said.
"Are you doing anything tomorrow night?" She asked.
"Yeah, I’m having dinner with Maurizio. You want to come along?"
"Nah, Jim’s having some friends over. I though you might want to come by. Where are you and Maurizio going?"
"Half Moon Bay Brewing. He’s got some new honey that he needs to tell me all about."
Just then Dave (boss man) turned the corner and gave me what seemed like a glare.
"Have you checked the linker options? It’s probably got a problem with the shared library path." I said for Dave’s benefit.
Dave looked up the mistletoe and shook his head slowly. He walked away without saying anything.
4 comments:
How come you always listen to music with blonds on it?
Anon, Hmm, I never though of that. I'm sure that part of it is that I like pretty women. I guess I can't call it a total coincidence.
But you're not into blondes, right...? ;)
At least you got a kiss under the mistletoe... I've been using that trick all month!
JenBun, Well, maybe I do have a thing for blondes - of course, I'll always think of you as totally hot ;-).
Mistletoe is a wonderful thing. There should be a holiday for the dude that invented that tradition.
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