Emails

I emailed a friend yesterday to see how he was doing since we don't really see each other often. 
This short email became a monstrous email full of pictures of dreadlocks, ugly cars and mansions of Popsicle sticks. 
How the hell did that happen? I don't know but me and him have some really interesting things on our mind. Creative or just stupid? I don't know but it sure was funny. 


Being a smart ass that I am I decided to email my bosses and let them know that I was going to be out on the 9th for my trip with my honey buns Jen. 


This is how the email went:


ME: Managing supervisors of the Receptionist,
I plan to be out of town on July 9, 2010. There is one meeting that is going on that day. We can designate (Atty name is anonymous)  as the coffee maker if need be, I hear he makes great coffee. This is to let you know beforehand that I will not be in that day.
Thanks
Rox


One of the smart ass attorneys that I work for replies: 
We will have to have a partnership meeting to discuss this and then we have to vote. Or you can just give me that snickers bar and I can make sure you get that day off!
Steve* name changed to protect the innocent

ME: Bribing is not my style BUT if you convince the others to give me the day off then I will make it a bottle of Orbitz or a David Archuleta cd your pick.
Rox

Smart Ass Steve:  Snickers bar OR you are working for sure.
Steve

ME: OR I have two other options:
1) I could get someone who close resembles me to be my stunt double for that day.
2) I could make my own Rox using wax and cheap clothes…where can I find a wig with beautiful hair?
Rox

Smart Ass Steve: Snickers Bar.

ME:Fine!
Here I will give you 4 Snickers just for the trouble.

Rox
Smart Ass Steve: Real snickers. Just one.

ME: 

This candy is not fictional.
Rox

Steve: Now you are upsetting me.

This ended our email conversation.
Since I had a Snickers bar handy I decided to open it up and start munching, I forgot to tell Steve that he needed to call someone so I walked over to his desk while eating Snickers and calmly ask if he called. I did not realize that the wrapper of my candy was showing, but Steve did. He said he saw how it was and that this was war. I told him "Nah, I'm just going to work that day, no biggie".  ;) 


People I am not working that day, maybe the non-fictional Mr. Snickers will find out about this and send him a box of his siblings. Or a box of empty wrappers. Good luck with that Steve.