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my head. I looked at her like she had lobsters coming out of her
ears.
    “Uh,
because it was…A mistake…And…I didn’t realize I did it? That’s what makes it a
mistake, I think.”
    “The
next time you have a problem with a project I assign you, just ask someone for
help. I know you feel you don’t need to but if it helps avoid this kind of
problem then do it.” Her tone was rude.
    “Well,”
I felt myself approaching the cliff, but would I jump off? My mouth made the
decision for me before my head could stop me.
    “If
it is a mistake, then that means it was on accident so I didn’t realize I was
having a problem. So, how do you ask for help before I make a mistake? I mean,
this is just filing. Lots of numbers sometimes get jumbled together and a
person might have a dyslexic moment. Are mistakes not allowed…Anymore?”
    OKAY,
it was a little convoluted but I knew what I was saying and I knew I was right.
    Betty
narrowed her eyes at me and I thought I’d hear those two words I really didn’t
want to hear just yet. Instead she said four words I was very happy to hear.
    “Get
back to work.”
    Yup,
if you can’t dazzle them with your intellect, baffle them with your bullshit.
    I
walked out of her office and it was like those dreams when you are in school
completely naked. Everyone was staring at me until they realized I wasn’t
crying or shaking or whatever they had expected to see me do. I went back to
keep working on my filing project.
    ………
    My
shift was over in fifteen minutes. Apparently, there was an IRS audit of the
charity on the way, and Betty needed to know that every "I" was
dotted and every "T" was crossed and that there were no relevant
files missing from the different initiatives that We Can Do It! had taken on.
She could have just said that. It would have made me a lot more productive.
    And
to make matters worse, the mindless tasks this psychopath had left me with,
also left me with little other than my sleep-deprived thoughts for company. I
saw Veronica slither past the glass door of the file room a few times, mouthing
something amounting to "Oh shit!" I saw Alex's tan, skeletal form
only once. His shirt was still on inside out and I assumed he found a bathroom
stall to curl up and die in for a while.
    It
must be nice. At least he got some ... Or rather, someone got some ass last night.
    I
took periodic breaks when I assumed Betty was napping and logged onto one of
the office's computers. I checked for messages on my new OKCupid profile a few
times. Okay. I checked maybe more than a few times. What can I say? I was
desperate.
    Lo
and behold, there were indeed two messages at around 4:00. The first message
was from the username BigStick... Okay... Talk about putting it right out
there. I understand that off the bat. I laughed as I whispered the username. I
needed a stick but not by a guy who uses his big stick on a lot of girls…
    ………
    BigStick:
Hey there. You seem like a pretty cool girl. Want to come over for a movie
night sometime? I should be back in town soon.
    ………
    I
was interested in a date…   But who knew
when he’d be back in town. I wanted to know more about him so I looked at his
profile...
    ………
    BIGSTICK
    Ryder
    28/Straight/Single
    Hanover,
New Hampshire
    Summary:
I'm just a guy, really. I work in the non-profit industry, and that sort of
work really appeals to me. There are a lot of people in this world who aren't
nearly as privileged as I am and I think everyone deserves a shot at a good
life. After work you might think I'm a different guy, though! I like to have
fun, and you never know where you might find me on a Friday night. I want to
see as much of the world as I can while I'm still breathing!
    What
I'm Doing With My Life: Like I said, I work at a
non-profit. Okay, more like I run a non-profit. I also volunteer, when I can
find the time, at an animal shelter here in Hanover.
    I'm
Really Good At: Deciding what my goals are and going for them! I'm