Boys Talaga... :pI was on desk duty this afternoon at OLA. That basically means that I would attend to the walk-in applicants, the clients making follow-ups and all sorts of humanity that enter our doors. It's not a difficult job but it can get hectic at times, particularly when the people drop by in droves.
Anyway, this afternoon was unusually slow so I decided to just use one of the unoccupied PCs to check on the latest hollywood news. I asked A, who was on phone duty, to just holler when someone walked in. He was engrossed in his reviewer so he just gave a quick nod and a dismissive wave.
A few minutes later, I heard him calling me. Duty called so I closed the open window and began to stand up. I was surprised when A suddenly told me that he'd attend to the new walk-ins. I protested because I knew he had to study, but he was adamant. "It's okay" he said "I'll interview them" while quickly ushering them to an empty booth.
Now that was very weird, to say the least. No law intern would voluntarily assume another intern's responsibility unless the latter was swamped with work. And as I already said, I was just hobnobbing with Britney and K-Fed when the walk-ins arrived. Yup, was definitely busy there. Obviously, this had to be investigated.
A quick peek into the booth revealed a very happy looking A, a middle-aged lady and a pretty woman in a tight pink shirt with very ample assets.
Normally, an interview would take 15-20 minutes but 40 minutes later, A and his new found friends were still deep in conversation.
N, another male law intern, passed by the booth, accidentally glanced inside and started grinning like an idiot.
Boys talaga, just show them some D cups and they'll be as happy as clams.