Slightly Mordant

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I was sitting at my desk chowing down on a yummy cup cake the darling wife had made, I was contemplating whether to eat the spongy cake part. I had already licked off the best part, the fluffy frosting and the multi-colored sprinkles, I wouldn’t want the missus to think I didn’t appreciate her hard work so I scoffed the rest down. I balled up the paper cup cake thingy that the cake was in and tossed it at the waste paper bin. It hit the trash and managed to stay in the bin; I’d better empty that before it overflows onto the floor.

As I was looking at the bin I was aware of Carolyn’s office chair spinning round and she was now facing me, oops, I glanced up and yes, her eyebrow did that arched thing, “I was about to empty the bin dear,” I smiled sweetly.

“It’s not that, well yes, it’s the overflowing bin, but not just that…”

“I said I was…,” I interrupted.

“Don’t interrupt,” she interrupted, “it is that I do not know why you are throwing all your trash into my trash bin when you have a perfectly good and empty bin under your own desk.”

“I do?,” I pushed back the keyboard tray and popped my head under my desk, “I do! So that’s where it went,” the eyebrow was still arched, “I’ll empty the trash.”

“Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, by the way the cupcake was lovely.”

“Thanks, and by ‘the cupcake’ you mean the six cupcakes?”

“Er, well, they were awesome.”

[cue eye roll and head shake]

So I took the trash out.

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