I work with a winker. Which is really not a problem because I only have to actually show up at work twice a month so it's not like I have to deal with Winky five days a week for 8 hours at a pop. Because that would drive me over the edge. And, you know, Winky is nice - I just can't figure out any rhyme or reason to the winks. And no, they do not appear to be nervous tics. But Winky gets to winking for emphasis when saying smart ass things AND saying things that seem pretty serious to me. Like they are periods at the ends of sentences. I don't know. The winking is not keeping me up at night, but I admit I'm a little precoccupied with it. I have a meeting tomorrow. I will faithfully count the winks and report back. Yeah, I know, like you give a shit. Sigh.
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Okay, you owe me a bottle of windex for that photo. Holy carp!
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that Mr. or Ms. Winky, since you don't give a clue, other than the photo, of the gender of said perpetrator, is probably faking Bells' Palsy, or even coolness. Or has a minute rodent living in that one eye.
I'm sure it's one or the other. Ask, willya? "Hey, Winks. Ya got a little rattus rattus going on in there?"
Oh, you know I totally give a shit. I'll be checking back.
it must be the weight loss. She's feeling all sassy and stuff.
Next thing we know she'll be ditching the minister and Sunday School and all that diaper changing and running off to Nashville to record a remake of "Tight-Fittin' Jeans." And using the eff word. Go mel!!!!
Okay ladies, total winky ticker: 5
#1 when I arrived and hellos were exchanged.
#2 when a co-worker insisted another worker makes the best coffee ever, a blatant albeit successful lie/manipulation in order to get the falsley flattered co-worker to make another pot. Okay, I was the manipulator. Sue me.
#3 when a particularly tedious and boring co-worker (not me) was bloviating on about something exceedingly dull for no other pupose but to hear the sound of one's own voice and winky and I exchanged a look.
#4 when winky corrected our boss on a business point. The wink came as a response to the boss copping to being wr-wr-wr-wr-wrong.
#5 when winky whispered that a copy of winky's resume was on its way to me via e-mail for editing. winky, apparently, wants out.
who said Winky is a boy?
eb--Okay, I was being an asshole--(I do it so well it's hard to stop)Winky is indeed a boy. And a cute one too. But way too young for the Queen of the Old Ladies. Plus, you know, I'm married and all...
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