In Which the Mad Scotswoman Attempts Tact, and Highly Sets the Record Straight On Two Counts

[highlyeccentric]

This entertaining conversation between myself, my boss the Elegant Dutchwoman and the head Chef, henceforth known as Mad Scotswoman.

Highly looks up from reception computer and greets a waiting Student, just as the phone rings.

Highly: Just a moment, while I answer this. Hello, Obvious College Reception, this is Highly Speaking, how may I help you?
Phone, with a crackle for mobile transmission: Hello, Highly, this is Elegant Dutchwoman, calling for Mad Scotswoman. *sounds of students clattering around dining hall* There's quite a few boys here, have you sold any meal tickets?
Highly: Yes, one.
Elegant Dutchwoman, to Mad Scotswoman: Just one.
Mad Scotswoman: Who was it?
Elegant Dutchwoman: Who was it?
Highly: It was Generic Pymble Number Fifty-Five.
Elegant Dutchwoman: It was Generic Pymble Number Fifty-Five.
Mad Scotswoman: Ah, GPN55. *more clattering and banging*
Elegant Dutchwoman: Who else was there?
Highly: No one.
Mad Scotswoman: Well, there's Generic Pymble Number Seventy-Four.
Elegant Dutchwoman: GPN74. Write that down.
Highly writes down GPN74.
Mad Scotswoman: And I there's Generic Pymble Number One Hundred and Nine. Is that GPN109?
Elegant Dutchwoman: Yes, that's GPN109, write that down, Highly.
Highly writes that down.
Elegant Dutchwoman: There was someone else, who was it?
Mad Scotswoman, very reluctantly: Noo... well... there was kayloulee... with Highly's boyfriend.
Highly: He's not my boyfriend anymore!
Elegant Dutchwoman: He's not her boyfriend anymore.
Mad Scotswoman: He's not her boyfriend anymore?
Highly: He's not my boyfriend anymore, and he often comes to lunch with K without eating anything.
Elegant Dutchwoman: He's not her boyfriend anymore and he often comes to lunch without eating anything.
Mad Scotswoman: Oh.
Elegant Dutchwoman: Write those down!
Highly stares at the things she's already written down, and decides that's enough. Phone hangs up.

Waiting Student: I take it he's not your boyfriend anymore?

Comments

[kayloulee.livejournal.com]

*goes bright red*

This is true. And by this I mean the bit about his being neither your nor my boyfriend.

There was that time where he ate his own sandwich, but I don't think that counts.

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

awww, why so red-faced?

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

also I didn't tell them he wasn't your boyfriend. That would have taken FAR too much explaining.

[kayloulee.livejournal.com]

It so would have. I remember the kerfuffle in my friends group last year when I explained that no, Alice and James weren't together, they were just friends.

There were baffled looks all around.

[ineptshieldmaid.livejournal.com]

It is, after all, such a strange concept.

[phrasemuffin.livejournal.com]

WOTS THIS? Boys and girls sitting next to each other, conversing with each other, eating with each other... and with no purpose as to marriage what so ever?

Abomination!

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

IT IS NOT ON.

[phrasemuffin.livejournal.com]

I THINK IT's BECAUSE OF ALL THE GAYS!

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

And we know they can't be sitting together and conversing together without purposes to debauchery.

[areyoustrange.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

[kayloulee.livejournal.com]

It was actually a sandwich that I grabbed the stuff for out of the salad bar for because he was flat broke and couldn't buy lunch. But he built it on my plate. Therefore it was my sandwich, that I didn't want.

*nods seriously*

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should wear a badge.

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

Which says what? "I don't eat?" "I'm not dating K?"

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

"Not dating anyone living in this building."

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

I think not. K's my Tawdry Other Woman, can't have it looking like she's yours.

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

Would not such a badge make that perfectly clear?

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

Not necessarily. PLENTY of people Associate with college girls they're not technically dating :p.

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes.

"Not sleeping with anyone in this building."

Or, for the more subtle approach:

"Not eating anything in this building." Covers everything, that one.

/shithead

[highlyeccentric.livejournal.com]

moron.

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

:P

[kayloulee.livejournal.com]

That means you'd have Scottish Woman staring at you trying to read it.

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

...hmm. Good point.

[kayloulee.livejournal.com]

Very good point. Scottish Woman is scary.

[goblinpaladin.livejournal.com]

Hells yes. Hence why I'm all "argh she won't charge me for drinking some juice will she oh god she's looking at me again help help send help".