“Good morning, Dayner. I’m going to be late today, I have a problem I need to take care of.” Karen said.
“Okay, what time should I expect you?”
“Well, I sorta lost my hamster…I’m not sure.”
“Did you just say you lost your hamster?” Dayner asked.
“Yes, I can come in I guess…and look for him later.”
Dayner paused to fight back laughter, “Well that’s one I’ve never heard before.”
“That’s okay, go ahead and look your hamster.” She paused again, “Good luck, we’ll see you when you get here.”
(I broke the word count rule. Okay, I broke the fiction rule too. This is a true story.)