Well, what I said still stands...
In the meantime I have spotted you a few more times.
Let's just say Ms. W that I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss your infectious grin. I miss the way you make fun of life, spit in the eye of propriety, shake you glossy tailfeathers in the nose of anyone who has an opinion other than yours... I miss our chit-chattery about nothingness, about the o/w people on your floor that are going to kick the bucket within the next year (BTW does the large diabetes-ridden woman still work here?).
In short, I miss you and your friendship and the good feelings it gives (I hate to use past tense here...).
If you so choose to reach me, you know where I am and how to get in touch. If not, just send me a sign. I don't want to devolve into a stalker-type like Waldo.
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