My new job as a Student Interventionist has been grand, and I especially love my flexible schedule. My principal has been super supportive in allowing me to "flex days" as needed. Last week I was able to flex a day in order to take Alison to her first day of school. I've finally settled into my new office, and I share the space with two other women. We're all separated by cubicles, and I must say that I have been enjoying my semi-privacy. The funny thing is that sometimes it's so quiet that we don't always know when another enters or exits the office. The other day I exited one door of the office, and then quickly reentered the other. I had forgotten something at my desk, and apparently one of my officemates (we'll refer to her as Birdie.....she reminds me of a flustered, windblown bird) didn't hear me, because she quickly picked up her phone and dialed. 
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From behind the cubicle I heard Birdie's breathy voice saying, "Helloooooo! *pause* I'm allll alone in the office right now....."
Oh geez! If she says, "What are you wearing, Big Boy?" I'm gonna puke!
Birdie: "If I hang up, I'll call you back......it just means that someone walked in the door....."
Me: Oh why me, oh why oh why?
Birdie: "Sooooo *breathy voice* what are you doing?"
Me: Oh FRICK! Okay, breathe. Quick. Think quick. What do I do? Cough? Open a desk drawer? Stomp my feet?
Birdie: "Me? I'm ---"
Me: COUGH! COUGH! COUGH! (sound of my drawer slamming shut!)
Birdie: "...............errr, can I call you back?"
So is the life of Leslie, Student Interventionist. I quickly fled the office, and took an early lunch. I don't think Birdie came out of her cubicle for hours. But that's okay because I couldn't look at her for the rest of the day.
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Looooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool! I guess that's why Birdie is so flustered. Trying to talk to her "friend"!
Posted by: ani | September 22, 2004 at 07:11 AM
hahaha. naughty little birdie. tsk tsk :)
Posted by: erika | September 22, 2004 at 07:15 AM
Ha hah! Hilarious!!
Posted by: Giao | September 22, 2004 at 09:04 AM
Love it...and it makes me glad that my office is in my house, where I am happily alone while Ross is at school and John is at work.
Posted by: violetismycolor | September 22, 2004 at 09:57 AM
I think I would have died right then and there! That's one of those "don't ask, don't tell" kind of situations. :p
Posted by: Charla | September 22, 2004 at 02:19 PM
Ewwwww.... someone was going to get freaky deaky at work!
Posted by: alexis | September 22, 2004 at 05:48 PM
in a completely unrelated topic: thanks for your recent comment on my site. I related. You, however, seem uber talented and completely not in need of any design degree whatsoever. Your sites are amazing. We could chat, though, it sounds like. Serendipitous indeed.
Posted by: pinky | September 23, 2004 at 11:39 AM
No way!! I would have died :) What in the world was she thinking...at work!! Doesn't she have a phone at home?
Posted by: Candi | September 23, 2004 at 08:05 PM
Does anyone want to help me with this year's Fiesta! LA Ballona???
Posted by: Tory J. Lowitz | September 28, 2004 at 01:50 PM
What exactly are the job duties of a Student Interventionist, could your job title be called something else, what is your goal as an Interventionist,is there anyone else that you serve, what type of salary do you ask for, do you work full time and what are the benefits, risks, etc?
Posted by: Sonnja | December 27, 2004 at 06:45 AM