I have hardly ever let the world of work intrude into this blog, and don't plan to change this practice. Still, here's a sample of the kinds of conversations I have at my job. This morning, with C., who is considerably larger than I am:
C. Hi honey. Did you know I'm getting married to a squirrel next week?
Me: Really? Can I come to the wedding?
C. No, you're too big. It's going to be underground. In a hole under a tree.
Me: Oh. That's too bad.