Write about: the audit.
Ended up working from 8 until 11:45 this morning to finish off the inventory (a couple of people from last night didn't show up this morning, so it took a little longer than expected).
Current status: done. Just... done.
"Hey Marty? Could you come here for a second?"
"So, I s-"
"Okay, time's up!"
"Don't be so damned literal, Marty. You know what I meant."
"Of course I did. Gotta have a little fun now and then though, right?"
"I guess. Anyway, I'm just doing an audit on our inventory count from last week and I see you were the one doing the stationary supply closet."
"Yeah, that's right."
"And under red pens, here? You put 5A3TTU."
"Uh... okay, well... by my count, I got 92."
"Yeah, me too!"
"Um... okay, but that's not what you wrote down."
"Sure it is. I just did it in code, same as the rest."
"Right, sure. Um... what code?"
"Oh, I just made one up in my head. It got a tad boring after a while, had to keep it interesting."
"That's, uh, fair, I guess. Could you explain the code to me?"
"What would be the fun in that?"