October 27, 2008 - I was sitting in my office, quietly working, when Tanya walks past me to the copy room. She is in there for a second and then I hear her state: “It’s going to snow soon.”
B: What did you say?
T: It’s going to snow soon.
B: Why do you say that?
T: There are signs, everywhere.
B: What do you mean?
T: Well, I came back here and there were shredding from the paper shredder all over the floor. And earlier, I was trying to undo my hole punch so that I could empty it and it just wouldn’t come undone. Then I picked it up hours later and moved it and the paper holes went everywhere all over the plant next to me, and how am I supposed to pick each and every one of those out of the plant? It’s impossible.
B: (just stares at Tanya)
T: You see, there are signs.
B: I don’t know.
T: Yes, yes there are, signs from God.
B: That it is going to snow soon?
T: That it is going to be a bad winter, I am telling you, they are signs.
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