Comments on: Guilty Feet Have Got No Rhythm.

By: Jenna

Jenna — Thu, 23 Aug 2007 21:16:24 +0000

hahahaha!

I totally want a Corporate Sherpa. And a Fresca. And a Mr. Clean Magic Mind Eraser, to get George Michael out of my head.

By: Anne

Anne — Wed, 25 Jul 2007 20:53:07 +0000

Oh – those freakin’ phone calls. I hate them and feel your pain. I always tell the person whom I finally get that I can’t be called back as I’m in a private room and can’t be there all day. Sometimes they have sympathy on me and patch me right through.
The truth is, there’s nothing we can do to get away from those damn wait times. Even when you do finally have a baby (and you will, I’m just sure), when they get a little older, you’ll get to make phone calls to the baby doctor from your cubicle where they will invariably ask, “Is there mucus? Where is it coming from? What color is the mucus?” Try answering that in cubicle hushed tones.

By: T

Wed, 25 Jul 2007 00:23:48 +0000

And really, some fertiles should be required to get authorization of some sort.

Yes, the legwork blows, but the versed makes it all worthwhile.

By: Ann

Ann — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 19:41:06 +0000

Unfortunately, I don’t have a private phone room. I have to take my cell phone around to one of my hospital’s entrances, try to accomplish my business while furtively glancing around me to make sure someone I know doesn’t walk by (it’s a small hospital; someone I know ALWAYS walks by), and then sneak back to my desk whilst trying to hide the fact that I’m using company time to make private calls. Ah, the joys of working in an office.

By: Mary Ellen

Mary Ellen — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 19:17:00 +0000

You have my sympathies too. I hate dealing with my insurance company.

By: tipsymarie

tipsymarie — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 18:54:16 +0000

4,5 and 6 seem extremely familiar.

By: Pickles & Dimes

Pickles & Dimes — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 15:10:06 +0000

Step 3 is pure genius.

By: kerrianne

kerrianne — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 03:05:13 +0000

Two days ago I seriously sat on hold and listened to “Baby Got Back.” At WORK. I still can’t remember who I was holding for. But I think it was Jazzy Jeff.

By: Farah

Farah — Tue, 24 Jul 2007 01:45:54 +0000

Great, Now I am going to hum this song all night. Baby Makin the High Tech way is SO much less pleasurable

By: Lori

Lori — Mon, 23 Jul 2007 23:24:53 +0000

Oh dear god the phone calls nearly drove me nuts. I experienced your steps 1-11 but I was very lucky in that the private phone room was right around the corner – just after the kitchen but right before the bathroom. I could get so much done en route.