Today at work, we had our annual senior management strategy and planning day. This usually involves a day of talking, brainstorming, throwing ideas out there, you get my drift. Blah blah blah blah. All five of us are fairly seriously addicted to our blackberries and we took a couple of breaks throughout the day, to check our voice messages and emails. Cos the sky might actually fall in if we didn't read them immediately. You know how it is.
My role is a little different to my other colleagues in that most of my emails come from the other four people who were sitting around that table. No red flashing light for me. No emails today. So, um, what to do instead? Check my personal phone of course!
First stop, personal inbox. That's what this story is really about. Puddle Jumping, a fuckawesome new fic from 107yearoldvirgin, has got me by the short and curlies. It updates about every 1-2 days and is SO good! If you're not already reading this story, what are you waiting for? Dew it! (after you're done reading this and commenting, natch).
Clearly it was of utmost importance that I read the update. Like, NOW. So, without a second thought, I did!
Of course, not until I tweeted about it:
Turns out this was quite a popular theme! I had several RTs and replies to the tweet, with a few snarky remarks and LOLs.
The update just so happened to be a lemony chapter. There I was, sitting next to my boss, "checking my emails" with great interest, feeling a little hot under the collar. This isn't the first time I've read lemons in slightly risque situations, namely airport lounges, once again next to my boss; and at my mother's kitchen table, as she ate her breakfast next to me.
Where's the most out-there / random / risque place you've ever read a lemon??
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