Okay, she literally poked her head out of her office, said, "Can you turn the lights off for me?" then paused until I nodded, stepped out of her office and walked away.
"Umm, which lights?" I asked half a second later, confused and not wanting to look like an idiot. I mean, if you're standing in a doorway and want the lights turned off, you lift your hand and press the light switch in a downward motion, right?
Unless she'd suddenly remembered that she'd left the dome light on in her car, I couldn't think which other lights she might mean.
"The ones in there," she said impatiently, flicking her hand at the recently vacated doorway.
Why do I even ask?
Friday, October 12, 2007
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can you rub my feet for me
can you feed me my lunch
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