It’s just a regular Wednesday morning, and I’m hurriedly completing a few month end reports when my phone rings. It’s our CFO. Anytime I run into him, I know I’m in for a laugh.
“So, here’s the deal, Char; my column had babies,” Phil tells me, apparently setting up a joke.
“What?” I ask, confused.
“My column, it had babies or something,” he says, like it’s a punch line.
“I don’t know what that even means,” I tell him.
He has to explain: he’s having a little trouble with a spreadsheet. One column is now two columns. He doesn’t know what he did. I can practically hear the “blah, blah, blah” in his voice.
And I know what he’s thinking: it was funnier his way. “I’ll be right there,” I say, humorlessly.
I’m horrible at banter.
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