I don’t know what’s weirder … the fact that I’m at work so late to send one email, or that someone was here to receive it when it was sent? I started to pick up the phone and call her and tell her to go home. 🙂

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  1. No, what’s creepy was this:

    The person who read it while I was here was Phyllis, one of our quality managers. Then I saw that Stanley, one of our quality engineers, read it at 7:30 last night.

    I started to tell them that they were old and needed to be at home, but they’re Quality, and they might kill me.

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