Thursday, June 28, 2012

In which I sacrifice my dignity for free desserts

Thursday, 4:15pm. Outside temperature: 95 degrees. My boss comes ambling into my office.

JK: I'm thinking about a frozen yogurt run.
Me: Yeah?
JK: Are you interested? I'll buy--
Me: Sure!
JK: --if you go get it.
Me: ..... 
JK: [Grins; looks at me encouragingly]
Me: You see, THIS is why people think I'm your assistant.* 
JK: ... Is that a no?
Me: No, I'll go. I mean, free yogurt.

*My title is Assistant Director, but he enjoys telling people that I'm Assistant to the Director.

1 comment:

  1. For the record, dignity is *never* sacrificed when desserts are involved.