self_important tender_square he hovered outside of her cubicle, holding his cell phone aloft in her direct eye line. “is everything alright?” she asked. he sighed, letting the air that left his mouth become suspense before his answer. he lowered his voice. “mary and theresa are back there talking,” he began. “and i know they need to because of their work, but i have a lot of important things i need to get done today and they require concentration.” he said he was going to use their boss’ office while she was on vacation, so he could shut the door and work in peace. “i texted to make sure it was okay first; i’m just waiting to hear back,” he informed her. 220801 what's it to you? who go blather from