She Got It

So the annoying summer associate we fondly refer to as "the hot mess" just came by and pulled another "Is Cathy around?"

Which is code for I don't know what, because if Cathy were sitting here, she wouldn't have to ask "Is Cathy around?" but Cathy ISN'T friggin' sitting here.

So I pull my annoying, "I don't see her."

And THM goes "Oh, you don't see her?"

That's right, bitch. Don't ask a stupid question and you won't get a stupid answer.

All this so she could "give" Cathy some leftover pizza with a "If she doesn't want it, it's going in the garbage."

Aw, what a nice gift. I really should be nicer to THM. After all, it is the thought that counts.