Stretching Is Required For The Office
M: "I have to tell you something. I just had a moment."
I pause my iTunes. "Ok, I like moments."
M: "I just touched my toes. It's, like, the first time in years that I've done it, and it means that all the effort [pilates and so on] has been worth it."
Me: "I like that you're weird. It makes me feel more comfortable." (I say this partly because this morning she brought a giant, green, inflated gym-workout ball, which she had filled with air at a local petrol station last night, into the office (past the informal parking attendants, past security, in the lift, down the hallways...) to work on her posture, and every once in a while I see her bouncing up and down out of the corner of my eye.)
Me: "Can I put this in my blog?"
M: "What? You put in your blog that I touched my toes?"
Me: "No, the conversation about that you touched your toes. I want to put it in my blog. Can I?"
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