Seeing as how teeth are nature's way of saying "time to ween," my days of pumping at work are coming to an end.
While I won't miss the inherently awkward experience of running a dairy operation out of my office, I will miss the sign I placed on my door while I was pumping.
Nothing says "don't bother me" like a cow on your door.
People wouldn't even knock when I had my sign up; documents would just magically appear under my door to be signed at my leisure.
It is with a heavy heart that I bid farewell to the deference, privacy, and quiet that was utterly commanded by my bovine sign (forgive the pun).
While I won't miss the inherently awkward experience of running a dairy operation out of my office, I will miss the sign I placed on my door while I was pumping.
Nothing says "don't bother me" like a cow on your door.
People wouldn't even knock when I had my sign up; documents would just magically appear under my door to be signed at my leisure.
It is with a heavy heart that I bid farewell to the deference, privacy, and quiet that was utterly commanded by my bovine sign (forgive the pun).
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