Apologies for a small hijack but this new twist reminds me of when I used to work as a receptionist in Washington DC back in the early 80's. Jean Dixon, the famous psychic, was a client of the office where I worked. She would call my boss a few times a month. When she called and the boss wasn't in, I always wanted to tell her "Well, shouldn't you know he's not here?" I never did, of course. She was a very pleasant lady on the phone.
I would have been hard pressed to ask her if she is physic why doesn't she know who decorated her cube. Then again, my giggle would have given me away!
So I'm in my cube with my mp3 player plugged into my ears, minding my own, when I hear a sound. So I pull off one ear plug. Nothing. Go back to work and I hear it again, pull off both ear plugs and listen, nothing. But this time I wait. And then there it is, that unmistakable sound .
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MOOO SSSST!!
Yay just in time for the holidays it's the cold and flu spreader!!
If she doesn't blow her nose soon I'm going to beat her with a Kleenex box. I offered her Kleenex and she said she had some. Time to turn up the tunes.