Carnivorous Cow couldn't wait to get back to her office to share this news with Gramsci the spider. Added to the long list of all the others she was allegedly having it off with, it was no wonder she had so little time to devote selflessly to her job, her other institutional roles, her family, her dog, her house, her car, her thesis, her friends, her life...
She sighed deeply. "If only my life was half as interesting as other people seem to think," she ventured, " I wouldn't need to be begging VSPs for Interesting Medication!" Gramsci, meanwhile, was wondering about the potential hallucinogenic effects of smoking office plants. Worth a try, he reckoned. Things could only get more interesting...
Though, Carnivorous Cow had to admit, "real life" was anything but boring. Notes were being passed in the recent Transformation Seminar between various people - some of which were assumed to be boring in nature as the distance they travelled was too far for the contents to have been too risky if intercepted; but others were definitely on the more "interesting" side of the spectrum. Carnivorous Cow is still wondering what oral sex has to do with transformation, or the alleged dethroning of white men, but then people North of Jammie Steps do think rather differently to those on the South. Perhaps they were merely drafting the next issue of _Not The Monday Paper_?
Meanwhile, on the South Side, Carnivorous Cow looked with amazement at Prof. Tom. She knew, of course, that many MAMAs held younger, blonde women to worthy of attention, but she hadn't realised that it went as far as peering through the blinds into their offices. No wonder the poor woman in question had come to avoid eye contact, shuffling nervously up and down the passages without greeting or engaging in any way. Her therapy bills were probably way beyond Discovery's league.
Perhaps, she mused, if the VSP did choose to share his Interesting Medication, she should pass it along to this poor woman instead. Perhaps then she might actually believe Prof. Tom's explanation that he was only peering in to see the time on the clock....