Overheard

Yes, that was a very crude remark that Bonnie made about her boyfriend. If I had known ahead of time that she was going to emit this auditory vomit perhaps I could have arranged to be away from my desk for an extended time, but anyway she was not talking to me. She might have been talking to Cathy, an editor, who if I remember rightly was sitting at the desk to the left of me although Cathy seemed to float around. Bonnie's desk faced mine which makes Bonnie and Cathy catty-corner to each other. It is hard for me not to overhear everything that Bonnie says when our desks face each other and only our computers being at an angles avoids us from having to sit eye to eye. Yes, sometimes it did get sort of annoying having to listen to Bonnie vomiting all over the place, ditto to Cathy. That is the problem with working in a secular workplace. One cannot choose one's co-workers. Even Christian workplaces can be not that great. I have some stories about that, too. But anyway these co-workers are just there vomiting all over the place and then one day they are gone. In Bonnie's case she got a great job writing public relations at Food For The Poor, a Christian charity organization, so one assumes that she was fairly good at what she does at her job even if not kept as a personal friend. As for Cathy, one has to wonder how someone who moonlights writing pornography could ever have much credibility in the world of journalism. Cathy mentioned that she moonlights writing pornography but I did not ask her any questions about that. The information just came out of her mouth without any prompting from me.