marathon

This blog is my way of venting. Belinda's way of venting is to talk with her coworkers. She is the type where she will pretty much tell anyone anything. She is very open.

The other day, the sherpa routine continued. Except this day, I had to carry all the usual stuff as well as her laptop. By the time we got to her work, I was late, I was sweating, my back hurt, and needless to say, I was a little on the cranky side.

Yuri sits next to Belinda in her office. They have an open floor plan, no cubicle walls or anything, so they chat all the time. I have never met him, but Belinda tells me how he makes her laugh all day by making fun of her. All I know about him is that he is older, Russian, works part time, and is very funny. Many mornings, Belinda will get to her desk and tell Yuri, "Boy, Grumpy sure is grumpy today." And then she will proceed to tell him what set me off. The sherpa routine, my personality flaws, whatever.

So after that morning's walk to work, Belinda is complaining about what a grouch I am. She tells him all about our walk and lists off what I had to carry, and Yuri says to her in his thick Russian accent, "Belinda, you don't have a relationship, you have a marathon of harassment."

I love Yuri, he is my new favorite person in the whole world.