19 Jun 2008 › 4:30pm
Ok so my cold black heart isn’t a bottomless pit of evil. There is in fact a limit to my rottenness. Don’t look so surprised. Even though I’ve been really slammed today, I’ve been slinking back and forth to the kitchen about five times because some bastard brought brownies. Which is how I noticed a morose looking Perfect Caroline staring out the window as I passed by her office. When I walked by 30 minute later and she was in the exact same position, I started to feel for her. I mean, her Ambi-accident could happen to anyone. Damn you yummy candy coated pills!
So anyway I took her “out” to lunch—meaning I ordered for us and brought it into her office to scarf it down. This new position is so hectic that I sometimes feel guilty if I chew too slowly at my friggin’ desk! But I digress. PC has no idea that I know anything and she wasn’t about to crack and confide. But she did tell me that she might have to take a leave of absence to deal with some family stuff, which sounds like she’s laying the groundwork for damage control in case she has to a do a few months in treatment.
