I’m walking out of work late today, and as I wave my pass to exit the building, a lady behind me, also leaving work, asked me uncertainly, “Uh, do you work here?”
I’m wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans, since we had a team event at the
Rogers Centre SkyDome* earlier today, so I paused my iPod and tersely said “Yep.”
“Are you a summer student?” she asked.
“No,” I gravely replied.
“What group do you work in?” she pressed.
So we chatted a bit. I told her my job involved intellectual property matters. She didn’t know what that was, so I explained further.
“Oh!” she said. “Your job must be fun!”
I looked her in the eye and said, “Yes, it is.” And I was telling the truth.
(*Blue Jays won, btw. After the game, I went back to the office.)