Monday means back at work, monday means weird happenings, monday means Greg is in an awful mood, monday means you may find rididculous things ...
Who would ever think about making money with your own conterfeit on it? Would you?
Imagine my surprise when I just came into my office and found that:
on my desk!
Not only one dollar notes - no the whole money through ...
I stood there gawking and found myself dialing Greg's office number.
"Hmmm?" he moaned into the handset.
"Come here, Greg, you have to see this!"
"What? Cuddy wearing an overall or why are you so nervous?" he grunted and I heard him rubbing his beard.
"Come here and you'll see!" I repeated and hang up.
Five minutes later he stood in the doorframe and nodded at me.
"So? Why did I have to hurry here?"
I checked the watch "You call this hurry?" I asked him and raised an eyebrow.
"Interesting, because when you really want something you can be really fast!" I said with a smirk.
"Haha, Mr. Funny Mood!" Gregory muttered and entered my room.
A sigh slipped out of my mouth and I poured him a mug of coffee.
"Take that, sip and when the coffein reached your wake up system I will show you something!" with these words I handed him the coffee.
"Hmmm..." was the only reply and a hand stretched out to grab the coffee.
Silence filled the room and was only disturbed by a moan when the coffee was sipped. He really is a sleepy head and needs his time to wake up. Especially on Monday mornings ...
About three to five minutes later Gregory cleared his throat and I looked up from the file I was working at.
"What kind of case is it though?" Gregory asked and looked slightly interested.
"This?" I answered and pointed at the file. "Oh, this is not why I called you. This is just ..."
He interrupted me with a wave "Tell me then I don't have all the time in the world!" he said over the rim of his mug.
"Don't you?" I replied and raised and eyebrow while leaning back in my chair.
Gregory sighed and placed the mug on the table.
"No! And today I am not in the mood for that kind of conversation. I had a damn fucking night ..." he barked and became aware what he said and stopped.
I on the other hand grinned my ass off and rubbed my chin.
"Had you? Well, that is interesting, because I can't remember we did such things. You turned and turned and played silkworm again..."
"Youuuuu" he pointed at me and could not avoid a slightest bit of a smile.
"Meeeeeeee" I pouted back and gave him a dollar note.
"Huh?" Gregory asked and looked blank.
"For your endeavors!" I said with a devilish grin.
"What the dickens?!" Gregory began to bark and stared on the note.
I stood up and approached him, smooched his cheek and patted his back.
"You deserve it. Buy a reubens sandwich or so ..."
"TEASE!" he snapped and nudged my shoulder.
Gregory then turned around and left my office with the ten bucks, of course.
He didn't call back yet - I am sure he did not see the face on the note though ...
Really looking forward what will happen when he wants to pay with that counterfeit note.