Law Students

Stolen Lines #7

*ring*

"Butterflyfish, [the boss] would like to see you in her office."

Umm. Shit. I didn't do a stellar job on that last memo. It absolutely wasn't up to my usual caliber. Why didn't I take another hour on it? This might not be about the memo at all though. What else could it be? Ok, if I know I am about to get my ass chewed out, I can brace for it. Imagine something happy so you don't get all red-faced. That look sooo doesn't suit you.

I just wish I didn't have to do this little walk of shame through nosy cubeville first.

"I'll be right there."

God she's scary. She's like a dragon lady in a pencil skirt. It's the long fingernails, the way she holds her hands and makes them *click*, the way she smiles with her mouth but not her eyes. The word intimidating was invented for her. And she's shorter than I am.

I think it is worst if you don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing which is going to happen.

She called [uptight co-worker] back there last week and [uptight co-worker] came back with a red blotchy face. Then again, she also called [punk in khaki's] back there last week and he was commended for not f**king up a simple procedural thing. Passing cubicles, hoping no one notices . . . no such luck.

"Lunch this early? Beating the thai food rush?"

"Nope, the boss wants to see me. Dun dunn dunnnn."

"Huh... that's either good or terrible, right?"

*thanks, asshole khaki boy* "Let's hope for good."

*doubtful tone* "Hmmm. Well, you know its bad when she tells you to close the door."

*doubtful tone* "Hmmm. Good to know." *She always has people close the door. Dipshit*

Ugh, the prairie dogging has begun.

"You going for thai food? I heard someone say thai food."

"No, she's been summoned to the lair."

"Oh, shit dude. Dun dun dunnn."

"Ha, she just said that."

*walking on*

"Butterflyfish, close the door please. Have a seat." *click click*

"Hey, [khaki boy]. You're next. Dunn dunn dunn."

NB: This story may or may not be true, people, places, and events may or may not have been changed to protect the innocent and guilty alike, and may or may not be how I found out I passed the bar exam.

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I stole this line from The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime by Mark Haddon. For more stolen lines, see Grace. This prompt has not been a huge hit so far, and my own post is kind of lame. Of course you know what that means. That's right, I picked the line.

Full post as published by Butterflyfish on October 22, 2009 (boomark / email).