Yoko pops by again around lunch time, after some real coffee from the chain-store down the street showed up on Kame's desk following a staff meeting that ran 25 minutes long. "I'm thinking Chinese."
"Are you planning to renounce your citizenship?" Kame asks, checking his emails without glancing at his superior. "Or taking my suggestion seriously and learning a language as a way to fill your time."
"I mean for the food to order tonight while I'm working on my cabinets," Yoko says.
Kame stops typing for a moment. "There's no inspection coming up."
"No, but my boss is coming by in three days, and I'm sure that half that time will be spent in my office. With my meticulous records."
Kame's fingers are hovering over the keys needed to hand in his resignation via email before Yoko even gets back to his desk to read it. He waits for the next line that he's sure is coming somewhere.
"You like Chow Mein, right?" Yoko continues.
"I had plans tonight," Kame tries, desperately.
Yoko pats him on the shoulder. "No worries, you still do, and now they include egg rolls."
"I don't understand," Kame says, because none of the papers he is pulling out of the cabinet are in any way related. "There's no discernible system to any of this."
"There's always a system," Yoko says. The other man crouches a bit behind and to the left of Kame, looking over his shoulder while crunching on a crab rangoon. There is silence, and Kame pulls more papers out that seem to have been shoved in without even trying to keep them flat.
"Okay," Yoko says, "this was the time where I was filing under the color of paper."
"No, you weren't," Kame tells him, and holds up a wad of the paper as evidence. "None of these are even the same shade on the damn color wheel."
Yoko looks at the papers, down at the cabinet, and then chews some more in thought. "Oh, I remember. I was doing it by color, but then halfway through it got changed to filing by the 'whatever was on my desk at the time when I needed it clean' system."
"That's not a system!"
"It's my system," Yoko comments, and grabs for another rangoon. "Do you like crab? These are really good tonight."
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Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:06 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:13 am (UTC)"Are you planning to renounce your citizenship?" Kame asks, checking his emails without glancing at his superior. "Or taking my suggestion seriously and learning a language as a way to fill your time."
"I mean for the food to order tonight while I'm working on my cabinets," Yoko says.
Kame stops typing for a moment. "There's no inspection coming up."
"No, but my boss is coming by in three days, and I'm sure that half that time will be spent in my office. With my meticulous records."
Kame's fingers are hovering over the keys needed to hand in his resignation via email before Yoko even gets back to his desk to read it. He waits for the next line that he's sure is coming somewhere.
"You like Chow Mein, right?" Yoko continues.
"I had plans tonight," Kame tries, desperately.
Yoko pats him on the shoulder. "No worries, you still do, and now they include egg rolls."
Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:13 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:14 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:15 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:21 am (UTC)"There's always a system," Yoko says. The other man crouches a bit behind and to the left of Kame, looking over his shoulder while crunching on a crab rangoon. There is silence, and Kame pulls more papers out that seem to have been shoved in without even trying to keep them flat.
"Okay," Yoko says, "this was the time where I was filing under the color of paper."
"No, you weren't," Kame tells him, and holds up a wad of the paper as evidence. "None of these are even the same shade on the damn color wheel."
Yoko looks at the papers, down at the cabinet, and then chews some more in thought. "Oh, I remember. I was doing it by color, but then halfway through it got changed to filing by the 'whatever was on my desk at the time when I needed it clean' system."
"That's not a system!"
"It's my system," Yoko comments, and grabs for another rangoon. "Do you like crab? These are really good tonight."
Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:23 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:24 am (UTC)Re: BONERITUDE MEMO TO KATY
Date: 2011-12-25 06:36 am (UTC)i could give you links to things but you would never have time to watch them so it's ok