One way or another…

Came in this morning to an email from Kirstie, it seems the Saffa tears episode from yesterday has developed….

From: Kirstie
Sent: 10 March 2010 09:00
To: Nancy Clueless
Subject: Developments

You missed the demi drama last night.

A girl called Blondie turned up to see Saffa, just wandered down to her desk and asked where Saffa was. I didn’t see her come in but she had obviously been here before. Andre asked who she was looking for and at that stage my ears pricked up and I said she had already left, then Blondie wandered back towards reception tsking and shaking her head. I went and asked reception who it was (because obviously visitors should be escorted and not wandering around by themselves). New receptionist chick said that Blondie had been calling/texting/emailing Saffa all day and that she was worried because she was not answering any of her calls/texts/emails.

I mentioned to Saffa this morning that she had a visitors and she just said that she had managed to get hold of her.

So I think that we were right and the tears were because of girl problems.


So the plot thickens.

Towing and frowing of emails between us deciphered that Blondie was blonde (yeah, me being imaginative with the nick names again), short hair, tall and slim but all wrapped up in a coat so it was hard to make any more distinguishing features out. Possibly a bit older than Saffa as well. Her name rang some bells and I started to think that maybe it was the same girl as the love triangle last year…..then it hit me.

Took some time for my brain to get round it but I realised I had seen Blondie in the office before. A couple of months ago Saffa left for the day and said her goodbyes but then came back again about 5 minutes later with someone in tow. She was tall, slim, short blonde hair and a bit older than her. Saffa was showing her where she worked, her desk, pointing out people in the office (including me, I heard my name mentioned…) but didn’t introduce her to anyone. Then they wandered off again. Now I just assumed in all my innocence that this was the wife, I mean you don’t show your mates up to your office do you? They don’t give a toss where you work and it’s not like there is anything remotely interesting in here (well I guess that depends on how you look at it) to show them “this is my desk and computer – woooow!” so only a loved one would pretend to take an interest.

I put this to Kirstie and it matched her description of Blondie so we’re pretty sure it’s the same woman. Plus it would explain how she knew her way around and where Saffa’s desk was.

Saffa’s keeping tight lipped on this one at the moment and seems in better spirits today so Kirstie and I now plan to get her wasted at the department ‘team bonding’ event and grill her on the subject. If only for the sake of my loyal blog followers!