  ...if you were a fly on my wall with ears not eyes, it is likely on occasion you would hear me say "OH TITUS". It has a nice ring to it. There's a cat at the other end of that ring... I kept thinking about a friend's baby this morning, not certain as to why. Her baby has super fine, thin reddish hair. Sweet.
Then that made me think of... ARTHUR. I had this one boss at this firm I worked for about 6 years back. He and his wife were blonde, but their kids all had bright orange hair and they were ALL cute as hell, it was an amazing sight. ARTHUR. One day I remember this particular boss came into the office and Arthur followed him into his office... then wandered out to see me. What had happened is the boss man wanted to work and was hoping since I was the nearest female I'd assume babysitter role.
Swear to god it was one of my top 2 favorite experiences at that job, only competing with my drunken party revelry at the office haloween party a year or 2 prior, that was insanely fun and amazing. ARTHUR. What, 6 years old at the time? So cute. But what do you do with a 6-year-old in a sterile office environment?! Give him a stress ball to play with?
I hooked him up and taught him to play pinball on microsoft games. Awh. I put those little page marker tabs on the keyboard keys that are supposed to be flippers and he had fun at that. Once the boss man realized me and Arthur got along fine he brought him in a few more times... Once when we were moving offices he brought him in, and he actually volunteered to work, so I had him lifting boxes. He was so proud, it was an awesome sight. Then one day he didn't want to leave!
I remember the boss kept telling him, "come on, let's go! don't you want to go?! Remember, we're going camping now! " and he just stood next to me, awh! He was so smart too. I'd give him those file storage boxes and he'd take the lids and some markers and draw pictures for me.
But then on that camping day, he ran off for a few minutes, and then got ready to leave with his dad... but then stopped by my desk... He stood next to me and stared at me. Then, he somewhat secretly and aggressively handed me a folded note, then pulled my shoulder down to whisper in my ear. He said, "READ THIS WHEN I AM GONE. " His dad seemed embarrassed a little... So I said ok!
bye guys and all that... The letter read: SMAK ON YOUR LIPS. omg... Ready? Serve. 
