Outside group guy comes to boardroom and I open it to find no extra tables! Ahh, J, you piss me off! I go hunt down J who luckily is at her desk.
"But the tables were downstairs in the lobby!" J exclaims.
"Then how come the security guard down there didn't know that?" I ask.
Ahh, the scurrying begins as I try to lead the guy back down to the lobby and J tries to figure out where the tables are.
All came to a good end, but not without it being more trouble than was needed. On the up side, J did kinda admit she ended up making things more difficult than they needed to be.
Yes. Yes, you did J. Ahh, I didn't say that. I'm much more diplomatic than that. Evilness lies in my heart, but does not often make it to my lips. At least not at work.