So turn around and I'll pick up the slack.

Friend of yesterday's Featured Banana works where I used to work.

That is how we met.

Here is something horrific : When I met her, she was younger than Toolibelle Is now. She is now slightly older than I was then. And Toolibelle is older than K was when I first met her.

Problem Solving: What age were we all? What age are we all?

Age and Maturity doesn't really come into it. Craziness covers the boundaries.

We are working on ways of freaking her boss. I have told her to pick daffodils. The first time I met him, (he wasn't my boss at the time, but would soon be), I had to collect him from reception which was about half a bloody mile away; daffodils had been planted to prettify the place. You know me and my want for Daffs, en route, I decided my office would benefit from a daffodil or two, or three, or four. And picked several from the beautifully groomed beds.

By the time I got to reception, my arms were full, and I had a couple behind my ears. This was his first meeting with me.

And yet still, unprompted, offered me a job.

Pah!