Adorable Baby Attorney (a.k.a., the guy who sits outside my office who had the bakery dream about me) cracked me up again today.
Hannah and I were coming back into the building after lunch. Our building has revolving doors. It's a really hot day today. Like in the '90s.
Hannah goes into the revolving door first.
Then I follow her in the next panel. I feel really hot. Like a lot warmer than I should feel, even though it was blazing outside. Then I realize THERE'S A MAN WHO JUMPED INTO MY PANEL WITH ME, AND WE ARE JAMMED IN THE SAME SPACE!
And then I get out of the door and am about to bitch this weirdo out, and it's Adorable Baby Attorney!
Man, I was so mad! Well, mad at the possible stranger who did this. But it was Adorable Baby Attorney, so it was really funny.
Hannah watched the whole thing go down and said I had the craziest look on my face, like I was going to kill somebody.
Adorable Baby Attorney was like, "I saw Hannah go in, and I thought it was you behind her, so I hopped in!"
And I was like, "What?! You weren't even 100% sure it was me? What if it had been a stranger?!"
When I was clerking in my first firm in Houston, an attorney who was trying to be gentlemanly didn't know how to deal with the revolving door, so he pushed the door to give it a head start, pushed me in it, then followed behind me in the next section. It was awkward and hilarious.
When I was clerking in my first firm in Houston, an attorney who was trying to be gentlemanly didn't know how to deal with the revolving door, so he pushed the door to give it a head start, pushed me in it, then followed behind me in the next section. It was awkward and hilarious.