Nov. 1st, 2007

dsrtao: dsr as a LEGO minifig (Default)
The place: the corridor outside my office in Cambridge, waiting for the elevator.

No one is in sight.

I am talking on my phone to Elizabear.

Just as I say "Let's do S&M for dinner," my minion and a random female employee of another firm come around the corner from opposite directions.

I finish my call and the elevator comes. We all get in. My minion arches his eyebrows and asks what I was talking about. "Dinner," quoth I.

"Is there a restaurant called S&M?"

"No, I meant spaghetti and meatballs."

The RFEOAF lets out a sigh of relief.

My minion and I discuss restaurants, private spouse language, and similar topics as we head to the T...
dsrtao: dsr as a LEGO minifig (Default)
The place: the corridor outside my office in Cambridge, waiting for the elevator.

No one is in sight.

I am talking on my phone to Elizabear.

Just as I say "Let's do S&M for dinner," my minion and a random female employee of another firm come around the corner from opposite directions.

I finish my call and the elevator comes. We all get in. My minion arches his eyebrows and asks what I was talking about. "Dinner," quoth I.

"Is there a restaurant called S&M?"

"No, I meant spaghetti and meatballs."

The RFEOAF lets out a sigh of relief.

My minion and I discuss restaurants, private spouse language, and similar topics as we head to the T...
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