I went to move a rather large manuscript to my desk; I had previously been working on it before moving to another project and had left it in two stacks across each other to denote my position. Well, I grabbed it with one hand to make room with my other and the fucker just slipped out from my grip.
Not only do the 300+ pages crash onto the desk and the floor, completing a 52-card pickup maneuver, but the meaty section that doesn't hit the floor instead, collides with my mug full of tea and promptly launches it against the wall against my cube. The liquid runs down and is conveniently soaked up by the offending manuscript.
Thank god I've been hording napkins over the past few weeks. So this guy's manuscript now looks like it's been fished out of the Charles. I've got it airing out about my cube. Several of the family pics are slightly wet - especially one of TheBoy that I really liked. That one got soaked and trying to mop it up, just smeared the ink.
Damnit!
posted by Evil Wayne @ 4:18 PM
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