tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5317942384532785896.post8256955843646455525..comments2023-09-29T10:59:04.689-05:00Comments on Asleep Under My Desk: I Swear I’m Not CryingThe Office Scribehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09361759184552584628noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5317942384532785896.post-77086601590907862122009-02-22T00:50:00.000-06:002009-02-22T00:50:00.000-06:00The irony! The same thing happened to me this morn...The irony! The same thing happened to me this morning! 9 floors through the elevator- and its a dusty day today- so it was a combination of that dust + strong cologne/ perfume.<BR/><BR/>I want to go live in a forest, I swear.Asphodelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10257624669876750932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5317942384532785896.post-6525239735304618092009-02-21T11:18:00.000-06:002009-02-21T11:18:00.000-06:00You are soooo right! I can't see over my cubicle b...You are soooo right! I can't see over my cubicle but can tell each guy as he comes in just by the smell of their overdose aftershave.Ora - Looking for Offramphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14739734614503390433noreply@blogger.com