Leslie: so I met this guy...
Nadine: oh my God, spill!! I knew there was a reason you were looking that happy. Was it at that coffee shop? I told you you'd get someone there. Describe!!!!
Leslie: haha relax nad... yes, it's at that coffee shop you recommended...he was gorgeous...
Nadine: stop looking so googly eyed... physical profile please?
Leslie: okay, okay, he's got these beautiful brown eyes, and these insane shoulders...ahh...
Nadine: may I at least know his name, Mrs lovestruck?!
Leslie: he's called Jeff Bernard, and he's cute and funny...oh also...
Nadine: what?? You know these cliffhangers are not good for pregnant women!
Leslie: geez, calm down. I'm seeing him tonight....
Nadine: girl, you need to go get dolled up then! Leave early,
Leslie: yeah, like dragon fire here is going to let me
Nadine: tell her there's an emergency, like you're mum's locked in the bathroom with your cat or something.
Leslie: hahaha Jill wouldn't let me leave early even if my building was on fire. Do you know she got Nina to abandon her holiday and get back to work? Poor girl's in Karachi on some interview...
Nadine: poor Nina, I wouldn't feel too sorry for her though, she was offered a pay rise... so did you tell Jeff about your mom?
Leslie: yeah, it actually all sort of slipped out somehow...
Nadine: good lord! You never were too good with the verbal diarrhoea
Leslie: Nadine!!!
Nadine: okay okay, sorry.... But it's still true
Leslie: maybe, but if you must know, he volunteered to be my 'lie'
Nadine: he didn't!!
Leslie: ha! He did! So much for verbal diarrhoea
Nadine: I already love this guy...
Jill: ladies, I'm sure we've been through this before. No texting during working hours. If this trend continues, I will have to file indiscipline warnings against you both. Please let's uphold good office culture and get back to work. I'm still waiting on both your articles. I can't, for the life of me, understand why they aren't ready yet.
Nadine: blah blah....wait till she looks away...
Leslie: oh my God Nadine, what should I wear tonight?! We're going to Linguini's
Nadine: meet me by the copier in two minutes. Jill's snooping around my cubicle. She makes me feel like I'm a naughty school girl...
Leslie: hehe, gotcha!
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Short StoryIt's as if my morning can't get any worse: 1. Jill, my editor, is demanding to know why my article on insurance policies isn't on her desk yet (my job sucks. I wish I could write for 'Mascot lifestyle' rather than 'Mascot business') (clearly, in Jil...
