Weekender

Girls weekend in Denver is coming up. Michelle and I will go up to Spokane Friday night, after Megan goes to bed, and fly out early Saturday. We have a three hour layover in LA and then onward to Denver. I have everything printed out and in my report cover: hotel confirmation for Spokane, air travel confirmation, car confirmation, directions from the car rental to the hotel, hotel confirmation for Denver, directions to area malls and attractions from the hotel. I think we're all set. As soon as I go to the store for snacks tonight.

The receptionist is practically exploding with curiosity. I shouted down the hall at Michelle, "14 days!" and the receptionist asked what was in 14 days.
"I was talking to Michelle, nosy."
"Oh, I just wanted to know."

Then Michelle came in to tell me something and send a fax and the receptionist asked her where she was going. I hadn't told Michelle about my encounter so she said, "I'm sending a fax."
"But where are you going?"
"What are you talking about? I'm sending a fax."
"But where are you going?"
"I'm confused, what are you talking about?"
"Well, I was just making conversation."

So when Michelle came to tell me about that encounter, I told her is it was about Denver and about my encounter.

Yesterday, the receptionist was bragging about going to California for Christmas (as if going to California is something to brag about. Having lived there for 26 years, I can tell you, it's not) so I said, "Well, I get to go to Florida", meaning my trip next summer. And then the Admin Asst says, "And Denver this weekend." Crap.

Then the receptionist latches on, "What's in Denver?"
"Vacation", I answer as I walk into my office.

Then I go out of the main office and come back in, "What is there in Denver?"
"Probably lots of things", I answer as I walk into my office.
"Are you going to go to the mountains?" I ignore her.

Then I go into the main office for some water, "What airline are you taking?"
wtf? "Alaska", I answer as I walk into my office.

This morning, she asks how long I'm going to be in Denver, if I get to take some time off next week. I e-mailed all of the staff last month to let them know I'd be gone on Monday. I swear, she drives me crazy. And now she can drive you crazy, too.

OK, I just went back out to get some water, "I'm sure you'll have fun in Denver, no matter what you do."

My God, woman!