Oh no…not again…!! Where is that darn file????? I was so sure I placed it on her desk…so I peeked under her stacks of papers, I went thru the various files on her desk, and on mine..heck, I pretty much covered half the office. Nothing, zilch..nada….I asked her again… “Rose, are you sure it isn’t here somewhere, I am so sure I placed it together with Lot 97…!!” “Noooo…you can ransack my desk 20 times, I assure you it ain’t here,” she said. I spent my entire morning looking, hunting, worrying, and feeling furious at myself for displaying mini episodes of short term memory loss.
Come on Lily..it’s 11am, somebody hollered, we have that meeting on Level 2. I let out a deep sigh. I have not managed to get anything done since morning. I’m dead, I thought. And there goes any notion I had of taking leave early next week. I had visions of coming into the office with my sons over the weekend and turn my problem into a treasure hunt of sorts..will that work..?
I sat at the meeting with flashes of worst case scenarios running through my head. There we were discussing a charity carnival and I was hardly there. “…..february 26th…ok, yea, booth…10’x 10'….knick knacks…..raffles draw…..waaat..so expensive….yea ok…not everyone is charitable…” and on and on and on……
Ok, it’s lunch time babes..I need to run or rather I need to locate this file or I will be as good as dead. She went on chattering…that woman…she who said my file can never be at her desk…Yea ok..whatever. I went straight to her desk. Again. And went thru the stacks all over again..and this time I flipped though all the levels of her trays…and voila whaddayaknow….there it was…on the bottom most level of her tray! I swear I could have strangled her there and then. All she managed to come up with was a meek “my apologies”. That’s it? I spent my entire morning worrying and all you could come up with was “my apologies”???
Aaah…..but in life there can sometimes be happy endings…as the case was here. Now you can no longer point your finger at me and accuse me of being "you are sooo forgetful Lily". Yea okaaay..she said. I smiled sweetly and walked away. Feeling a quiet sense of relief that I am not on the brink of old age after all.
Come on Lily..it’s 11am, somebody hollered, we have that meeting on Level 2. I let out a deep sigh. I have not managed to get anything done since morning. I’m dead, I thought. And there goes any notion I had of taking leave early next week. I had visions of coming into the office with my sons over the weekend and turn my problem into a treasure hunt of sorts..will that work..?
I sat at the meeting with flashes of worst case scenarios running through my head. There we were discussing a charity carnival and I was hardly there. “…..february 26th…ok, yea, booth…10’x 10'….knick knacks…..raffles draw…..waaat..so expensive….yea ok…not everyone is charitable…” and on and on and on……
Ok, it’s lunch time babes..I need to run or rather I need to locate this file or I will be as good as dead. She went on chattering…that woman…she who said my file can never be at her desk…Yea ok..whatever. I went straight to her desk. Again. And went thru the stacks all over again..and this time I flipped though all the levels of her trays…and voila whaddayaknow….there it was…on the bottom most level of her tray! I swear I could have strangled her there and then. All she managed to come up with was a meek “my apologies”. That’s it? I spent my entire morning worrying and all you could come up with was “my apologies”???
Aaah…..but in life there can sometimes be happy endings…as the case was here. Now you can no longer point your finger at me and accuse me of being "you are sooo forgetful Lily". Yea okaaay..she said. I smiled sweetly and walked away. Feeling a quiet sense of relief that I am not on the brink of old age after all.
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