the saga continues..........
As I approached my office this morning, I heard loud voices. This is uncommon. I walked in to see Heather on the phone, presumably with my boss. She is speaking loudly, gesturing and maybe even yelling. My interest is piqued to say the least.
I sit down at my desk, and patiently await the end of her phone conversation. I don't have to wait long. Before I can even ask what is going on, Heather volunteers the information herself.
"So, I will be working from home tomorrow," she says matter-of-factly.
"Oh," I reply, "did something happen?"
"Well," she answers, "I was looking in my internet history yesterday for a link that I had found a few days ago. And I found that much (she holds up her hands about 2 feet apart) PORN."
Though I'm not sure what 2 feet of internet porn could be, it sounds like a lot. As she continues telling me about the porn she found and how it couldn't have been her boyfriend, etc., the head of our company walks in.
He starts SCREAMING at Heather for talking about PORN at WORK and BEATING HER with his FISTS!!!
jk. He didn't hear anything. Don't worry.
Basically, this fucking retard guy who was spending her money on pizza like a fatty is now also breaking into her house during the day, eating her leftovers and watching porn on her computer.
Soooooo tomorrow Heather is going to lie in wait for him at her house, and if he shows up she's going to call the cops?!?!?
She's so brave.