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Oh the things we say at work.
Conversation between Peacock and I.
"I've got a credit card call for you. And I'm sorry, I called you a girl."
"Huh?"
"I usually try to call you all ladies. They're going to think we're all 15, 16-year-old girls - except me, of course. I have the manly-man voice."
"Oh, you so do. The testosterone emanating from your cubicle threatens to overwhelm me on a regular basis."
"I have that effect on people. As I'm walking down the hallway, it's just coming off me in waves, spurting everywhere - "
"OK, you've just crossed a line. I don't really need to hear about when and where you're spurting - "
" - getting all over the filing cabinets, people - "
"Maybe you'd just better transfer that call now."
"I've got a credit card call for you. And I'm sorry, I called you a girl."
"Huh?"
"I usually try to call you all ladies. They're going to think we're all 15, 16-year-old girls - except me, of course. I have the manly-man voice."
"Oh, you so do. The testosterone emanating from your cubicle threatens to overwhelm me on a regular basis."
"I have that effect on people. As I'm walking down the hallway, it's just coming off me in waves, spurting everywhere - "
"OK, you've just crossed a line. I don't really need to hear about when and where you're spurting - "
" - getting all over the filing cabinets, people - "
"Maybe you'd just better transfer that call now."