Annoyed Alexis

You get up, shower, shave, and get dressed for work. You put on khakis and a white dress shirt and blue tie. You stop by the corner coffee shop and grab a large dark roast coffee with a shot of vanilla and a splash of milk. You whistle while you walk to the subway.

You just happen to arrive at work as the same time as Alexis and get on the elevator with her. You see the pimples on her face, now covered with make-up. Her hair is pulled back into a tight bun. She looks annoyed.

"Good workout this morning?" you ask.

"Didn't get one in," she says gruffly.

"Sleep in? You? The workout warrior?"

"Just didn't," she said. "You got those virus and malware reports ready?"

"Yep, just have to run one more scan this morning in case something came in overnight."

"Well, get them to me ASAP."

"You could have helped more you know."

"Look, I do my share," says Alexis. She shifts a bit on her feet. You wonder if her panties are riding up as they are now too small.

"If you weren't constantly pushing to be part of the creative team, you..."

"Look, I.T. is just temporary. There's no room for advancement, and if you think I'm going to rot there with the likes of you!"

You arrive on your floor, and the elevator door opens. Alexis rushes off. You notice how tight her slacks are this morning, and you just know that when she pulled those on, she was pissed that she had put on girth to her well toned bod. That, having wet her bed, the two big zits, and the frizzy hair would mean she would be in a foul mood all day, but since you knew the cause, it would be fun for you.

You head to your cubicle as you think of more fun you can have with Alexis and others with the MotherBoard program.