It's true that CBL has been getting less crazy. Although, that might be only because I worked from home all last week with the fractured rib. Still, she does seem to be on a more even keel.
But never fear. CBL remains an apt and appropriate name. C for crazy. C for clueless. You be the judge.
Today, she came by my cube round about 4:30. I was typing away. She informed me she'd be "dashing out early" to get a "ManiPedi." Great, I said. Have fun.
"Hey," she asked me. "Is somthing wrong? You seem kind of quiet today."
"Yeah, well, I'm in pain."
"Why? What happened?"
"Um, I broke my rib. (???)"
"Oh, that still hurts?"
Like I said, a whol special level of cluelessness.