My officemates were huddling in a corner, heads down, as if sniffing each others breath. I caught some words they were murmuring... Becky... Si Becky. With all these office politics, I wonder who Becky was... A new employee? a promoted employee?
From murmurs, day passed and they now talk about Becky in normal decibels. But still, I don't know who Becky was. She seems to be the subject of an undying chismis.
So, I hazard to ask one of my officemates, Ms.X, who this Becky is -- the one person who's always the subject of their animated conversations.
I was confused with the reply, I was confounded by her reaction, She's looking at me with disbelief as if she cannot decide who's funnier --- Becky or the fact that I don't know who Becky was.
