conversations with my boss that start with - "hi, I'm in Scotland so I'll be a few minutes late to work, okay?" will invariably end up with me in his office trying to explain WHY I was in Scotland in the first place and him shaking his head muttering about why he was stuck with "strange mutant girls."
(I told him I went for the shopping. maybe next time I should think of a better cover...)
fortunantly, this is my first time late, so I wasn't in trouble.
(I told him I went for the shopping. maybe next time I should think of a better cover...)
fortunantly, this is my first time late, so I wasn't in trouble.
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Date: 2005-09-07 02:41 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-09-07 02:48 am (UTC)From:I don't think he quite realized that I can teleport to scotland. I think he was thinking "a couple blocks or a mile". *shrugs*
normally he mutters about my choice in clothing and something about "kids these days".
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Date: 2005-09-07 02:51 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2005-09-07 11:01 am (UTC)From:I am learning to intubate! that's soemthing important that he cares that I can do!
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Date: 2005-09-07 03:42 pm (UTC)From:Does intubate mean what I think it means?
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Date: 2005-09-08 01:07 am (UTC)From:probably not.
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Date: 2005-09-08 04:38 am (UTC)From:*googles* Yes, it does. Ack!
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Date: 2005-09-08 09:59 am (UTC)From:...yes, I'm weird.
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Date: 2005-09-08 03:38 pm (UTC)From: