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Where's my Colouring Book?

So, this colleague of mine got some cake (left-over) to the office today. It was her daughter's birthday yesterday.

Well, I got the cake.

Evening, when all of us, were collecting stuff to get packing to home, she started walking around the cabins, handing over gift-wrapped items to some of my colleagues. She came to the cabin right in front of mine, but skipped my cave.

She had colouring books(return gifts even though nobody from office was invited at home). I did not get it coz I do not have kids.

Home Running the Message?

I am stating this incident as a matter-of-fact, not as a matter-of-hurt.

I think she could have been a bit subtle about it. But what can be expected from a batch of uber-fertiles?

^WiseGuy^
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  1. Melis.sa16 April 2009 at 00:03

    that's flippin awesome. she sounds very considerate...

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  2. one-hit_wonder16 April 2009 at 01:44

    There is not much that I can say to that. A stellar gesture from an 'uber-fertile.'

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  3. AnotherDreamer16 April 2009 at 09:26

    Yes. Very considerate. I hate the little things like that...

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  4. S18 April 2009 at 19:14

    Wow, she wins the miss-sensitivity award for the week. gah! subtlety is not a word in the normal fertile's vocab...

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  5. starky21 April 2009 at 16:34

    I never cease to be amazed at the sheer unthinking stupidity of some "uber-fertiles" (excellent name, btw). Sometimes it seems like they go out of their way to slap you in the face, doesn't it?

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