Did I get the wrong handbook?

Probably. There was a big mixup at the printer. We set up a committee to study the problem, installed a chair, and put fifteen people under it, but the committee got shut down by the fire department. It seems putting fifteen people under a chair is a violation of fire safety codes.

Oh, wait, that might be me. I was told yesterday that I was very "East Coast".

You must have been on time to a meeting.

Oh, wait, that might be me. I was told yesterday that I was very "East Coast".

You must have been on time to a meeting.

Or committed to a meeting more than a day in advance....

I'm told that I am "east coast" all the time. This confuses me since I grew up in rural Oregon.

It seems putting fifteen people under a chair is a violation of fire safety codes.

I told you we were doing it wrong. This is why we need to recruit Allyson; she knows all that workplace safety stuff.

I want something more ethnic for dinner tonight than egg salad. I think I'll stop by Pita Inn for some hummus, homemade pita bread and baklava, and chicken shawarma.

When I lived in San Diego people always asked me if I was from San Francisco - including people from SF. I never lived in SF but was always pleased at the assumption as I was so very not a San Diego type of girl. Don't get me wrong - I loved (and still love) SD, but I'm not a sun lover and I had black, short hair and liked an edgier look, so I didn't really fit the SD mold.

In both Alaska and Minneapolis, the default assumption made by strangers was that I wasn't from there (also that I'm vegetarian, which, huh?). It's been kind of... interesting... to actually look like I belong.

I'm not sure where I belong, really. I think maybe I want to magically be in a Chicago with different weather. Which, of course, wouldn't be Chicago at all.

You must have been on time to a meeting.

I was totally gonna ask if meara was expecting something to be on time!