Sandra sits in her car. She fumbles her keys as she puts them into the ignition, starts her car and begins to drive.
SANDRA: Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. OH MY GOD! I just saw Kaleb's pee pee. He was touching it right there at his desk. His pinche turgid pee pee! Stroking it like he was cleaning a dirty flute. Oh my God. I...I...I can't believe this. I left my cell phone at my desk and I came back to get it because I'm supposed to call my friend Charlotte in New York and I don't know her number and she doesn't have internet right now and and and I was at home already eating dinner and watching Jeopardy when I realized it so I decided to come back here even though it was almost seven already and I was wearing jammies and shit I can't believe I saw his wiener! I guess he didn't expect anyone to see him doing that. I mean, obviously. Why else would you do that if you didn't think you were alone? Oh crap. He didn't see me see it. I pretended like I didn't notice. But I did. I have to walk past his cubicle to get to mine. He wasn't even watching porn. I think...I think it was beach volleyball. His pants where just open and his shirt was pulled up exposing his pale furry belly. There was lotion and a box of tissues on his desk. He hunched over to try and hide what was going on but it didn't matter. "Just finishing up some things," he said, all high pitched. I told him, "Uh, just forgot my cell phone. See you tomorrow. Don't overwork yourself!" Then grabbed my phone and ran away. I can't believe I said that to him. What am I going to do? I can't go to work tomorrow. I don't want to deal with this...It was crooked too!