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Hi! Mind if I Interrupt You on Your Lunch Break?
September 6, 2007

Hi there!

I see you are eating lunch. I finished mine about forty minutes ago. I like to eat early. Mind if I sit down and chat about work? Great! I’ll take that pause you made while chewing your food as a “yes.”

I tell ya, this project is kicking our tails. What are we going to do? Boy, that soup looks good. What kind is it? Huh, tofu? I didn’t quite understand what you just said.

Anyway, what is up with Suzie? She has such an attitude! I mean, I just popped my head into her office a few minutes ago and she could barely put her fork down for two seconds to talk to me. If only I had the authority to fire her.

Anyway, back to the matter at hand. How on earth are we going to make that October deadline? Nobody seems to be on the same page. People either don’t care, like Suzie, or they care too much. I mean, I just finished talking to Brad. The deadline is obviously weighing on him because he kept looking up at the clock on his wall every few seconds.

Hey, you’re doing it, too! You’ve been staring up at the clock ever since I walked into your office. That does it.

“Everyone, we’re having an impromptu meeting in the conference room in five minutes.”

Good thing they made me the project lead on this one.

Don’t worry. We’re not going to leave that conference room until we get the loose ends on this project tied up. Put down that spoon and call the misses, it’s going to be a late night.

Are you going to eat that sandwich?

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