I’m upstairs in the bedroom working. I sip my coffee thinking that I will go downstairs in a few minutes to get another cup. I can hear Richard (see earlier post re friend smack dab thank you ma’am in a domestic) puttering around downstairs.
He IMs me.
Richard: thanks for the coffee
Nicole: lol
We’re in the same house in speaking distance from each other and he is IMing me. How modern.
Nicole: np
Richard: you don’t work from home today?
Nicole: i’m upstairs
Richard: oh
So he did didn’t realise I was home. How my God– that means. . .
Nicole: so don’t drink all my coffee
Richard: oh. . .
Scheisse.
