Workin' Kid

Wm came to work with me on Monday.  I usually set him up in "his" office when he comes in.  It's basically the reception area/waiting room where students flow in to see me and my student assistants usually sit.  When Wm is here, I keep the door closed to that office and just open my door that goes directly into the hallway (I have a font door and a back door).  Here is a picture of Wm hanging out in his office:

My office attaches to the waiting room by a door that I keep open when Wm is in there, but is always closed otherwise (so no one sneaks up behind me).  So yesterday, the hall door to the waiting room was open (my student assistant left and didn't close it behind him) and my office door to the hallway was closed (but my adjoining door was open so I could hear everything happening in the waiting room).  And then this happened…

Random Student: Uhhhhh.

Wm: [silence]

RS: Hello?

Wm: Hello.

RS: Is…uhhhh…Cory here?

Wm: Yes.

RS: Ummmm.  Can I see her?

Wm: I don't know.

RS: Uhhhh…mmmmm….

Me: [popping my head in] Oh, you met my new secretary.  C'mon in.

RS: Haaa…uhhhh…OK. Should I come through the…uhhhh…this door?

Me: Yeah, that's fine.

RS: [clearly very uncomfortable]

Wm: Bye!

RS: Um. Bye?

It's finals week and seniors are graduating and going off into the Real World.  So another student stopped by to thank me and brought me these:

Wm was very confused about why a boy brought me flowers.  I told him the boy just brought the flowers as a way to thank me for helping him for 4 years since he was leaving and it was probably the last time I'd ever see him.  Wm goes, "Hmph. They don't even smell good." I told Steve that Wm has his back.  He's on the lookout for possible interlopers.