Yesterday, she brought her stupid cat to work – needed to take it to the vet during her lunch hour.
She sits in the cubicle next to me and all morning long, you could hear the cat crying in its cage. Other workers would stop by to see the cat.
“What a nice kitty.”
“Ahhhhh, she’s no cute!”
“Here, kitty, kitty!”
If I wasn’t so busy working, I probably would have taken the time to throw up.
A couple times, she took the cat to the bathroom with her. Apparently Puff Ball (that’s the thing’s name) uses a bathroom just like a human does. Perhaps my co-worker is the one who uses the litter box.
Around noon time, this dizzy school girl took the cat to the vet after which she dropped it off at her home. Thank God.
I don’t mind animals, in fact I like them – but bringing your cat to work? Come on. It’s a little bit like show and tell.
(Photo of Puff Ball: animal advocates.com)