Scene: Me sits at the reception desk clicking halfheartedly on a mouse. Lawyer continually walks behind Me with binders, papers and a few boxes. She makes four passes before re-entering.
Enter Lawyer(st. rt.)
Lawyer
Juan took the dolly didn't he?
Me
(sitting at desk, bored/vaguely uninterested look in eyes)
Yes.
Lawyer
(sighing loudly)
How the fuck am I supposed to get these boxes downstairs?
Me
(looks at boxes and quickly counts their numbers. There are 4 [four] mid-sized boxes on the ground. Does quick mental math and estimates trajectory of travel including the velocity of the elevator that will carry Lawyer and the boxes down 19 floors to her valet parked car)
Carry them?
Lawyer
(stares vacantly before exiting stage left. Me resumes clicking on teh intraweb as Lawyer returns with 2(two) assistants.)
Assistant #1
Gawd, I wish we had a dolly.
(Asst. 2 stares pointedly at Me).
Lawyer
I knoooow. ugh!
(All head towards elevator, grumbling.)
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Great work.
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