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6th Floor Chatter

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Sara, Frank, and Scott.

Subject: 6th Floor Chatter

I saw the most ridiculous thing today.”

Scott’s new haircut?”

My new haircut is dashing. Don’t be acting jealous now.”

This woman was pushing a stroller and talking on her cellphone. No big deal, no, but then she got to the stairs, and now she’s talking on the phone while trying to bounce the stroller up the stairs.”

Some people just have no common sense.”

Did you go over and help her?”

Some guy did, as she got up the first 2-3 steps.”

I saw something that pissed me off too.”

Your face?”

Lame. No, I was in a lobby downtown on my laptop and drinking coffee, and they had those automated doors. This suit must’ve been waiting for a ride or something because he kept peering outside, and every time he did this he’d walk by the magic eye, opening the door. This flushed out all the heat and attacked everyone sitting nearby with a gust of cold air. Infuriating.”

Magic eye? You mean motion sensor right?”

Magic eye sounds cooler.”

Like those squinty image in an image things?”


January 22nd, 2009 by Ann in 6th Floor
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What Time Is It?

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Ann, Billy and Scott.

Subject:  What Time Is It?


“I see you got your watched fixed Scott.”  Ann says, indicating the watch on Scott’s wrist.


“Hmm?  No, not yet.”  Scott replies, as they’re walking down the street.


“Why are you still wearing it if it’s broken?”


“It’s not broken, the battery is just dead.”


“Does it tell time correctly?  No, so it’s broken.”


“It’s correct twice a day.”


“Twice a day, that’s all you need out of a watch right?”


“I’m just wearing it to remind myself to get the battery replaced.  Otherwise I’d have sat on my desk for weeks.”


“When did the battery die?” Billy asks, as they wait for a light to cross the street.


“Just before Christmas.”


“So weeks.”


“Frank and Sara would probably tell you not to bother, just use your cellphone.”


“And I’d say it’s a lot easier to just glance at my risk then fumble for my phone and hit a button to illuminate the screen.” Scott demonstrates, as they turn down the block to the apartment.


“I agree.  However, I have always wanted a pocket watch.”


“I’d break it.”


“Well, have someone get married.  Pocket watches seem like pretty standard ‘best man’ gifts.”


“I’ll keep that in mind.”

January 13th, 2009 by Ann in Uncategorized
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Oh Where, Oh Where Has Our Little Ann Gone?

Welcome to the 6th floor.

Today’s contributors are: Sara, Tabitha, Frank, Billy and Scott.

Subject: Oh Where, Oh Where Has Our Little Ann Gone?

So has anyone seen Ann lately? I feel like I haven’t seen her in a week.”

I was just thinking the same thing, we haven’t even gotten one of her notes.”

I’m pretty sure I’ve at least heard her come in at night, sometimes really late. I haven’t talked to her or seen her either though.”

The same, should we mount a search?”

I don’t think I’ve seen her either, and I usually keep drastically different hours than you guys.”

Have we checked the library? She could be buried under a pile of Harry Potter books.”

No way. The other librarians would have saved her by now. Or at least called us to invite us to the funeral.”

I’d have to get my suit dry cleaned if there was a funeral.”

I don’t think you need it, but shouldn’t your suit be clean already?”

It’s a wrinkled mess in the corner of my closet. I haven’t worn it in ages.”

You only have one?”

I probably have another one or two back at my parent’s place. I don’t use them though, so I didn’t bring them when I moved.”

I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen you in anything fancier than what you wear to work.”

I hate getting dressed up anyway. I’m almost dreading my sister’s wedding for just that reason.”

Your sister’s getting married? When? Why didn’t you tell us?”

It didn’t come up. August I think. It’s going to be hot, which makes me dread the tux even more.”

Well congratulate her for me.”

Back to Ann, It’s unlike her to run off for this long without telling anyone. I wonder what her deal is. I hope it’s nothing bad.”

We’re sitting in the living room talking about her, but is anyone sure she’s not just in her room asleep right now?”

Dibs!” Scott jumps up and opens Ann’s room and runs in.

Nope, she’s not in here. Her laptop is not here either, but her bed is made.” Scott says, returning to the living room.

What does her bed being made have to do with anything?”

Well if it’s not made, maybe she didn’t sleep in it last night.”

Or she made it when she got up…”

Why would she do that?”

I’m sure she’s fine, probably just busy. Maybe she has been sparked by inspiration and is off in some coffee house writing.”

When was the last time you were at work Scott?”

Monday night. Ann wasn’t there though.”

Maybe she’s marooned on a weird island with polar bears.”

Our lives are not an episode of Lost!”

Then where is she?”

Have we tried calling her cell phone?”

No. That would be practical. How are we practical? I gamble for a living remember?”

Her cell phone died. She dropped it in pancake syrup last week. She told me she was going to get it replaced, but when I called it last night it was off.”

Oooo! What phone is she going to get? Why didn’t she tell me? I can help her pick one out. Is she going to get a Razr? The new iPhone is coming out soon, maybe she should get that.”

I don’t know. It’s a phone. It rings, people answer it. What else do you need?”

You’re joking right? I use my phone for so much.”

He doesn’t even have a camera on his phone.”

Seriously Billy? I don’t think I can talk to you anymore.”

Why don’t we just leave a note for Ann to leave us a note telling us what she’s been up to? We’ve heard her come in, I’m sure she’ll let us know..in painstaking detail.”

I guess that works. It sure beats staying all night watching Adult Swim and waiting for her to come home. I’ll write the note though, you have crappy handwriting Billy.”

June 13th, 2007 by Tabitha in Uncategorized
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