"This is Colleen!" I heard my manager say as I cracked my head on the partition. I backed out as quickly as possible and turned to face him and some dude standing there.
"Hello," I said, surely blushing beneath five layers of makeup.
"This is the new director of something or other" (sic), my manager volunteered.
"Pleased," I replied, waiting patiently for them to leave so that I could pull my skirt down over my crotch.
They left and I resumed searching for flights to Hawaii all day. I plan to go to in November. That's been one of my goals for, oh, ever. I save so much money by living in a commune that it's finally become a reality.