The Sonia Show

Writer. Podcaster. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Back door!


Yeah, so, a month or so ago I was in our weekly meeting at work when things got weird.

In the weekly meeting, we sit around the table and update everyone what we are working on. One of my coworkers said he was working on this project and he needed help from Brian in the IT Department, who was not in the meeting. Then my boss said, “Well, you should get Sonia to talk to Brian for you. She’s got some back door to Brian. A special back door.”

Everyone around the table was thinking the same thing, but no one was saying anything. I was practically sweating and thought about putting my head down, because restraining myself from saying anything was proving too difficult.

Boss: “Yep, Sonia and her back door.”

That’s it!

Me: “Ummm, I wish you would stop talking about my back door. It’s inappropriate and awkward.”

Everyone laughed, and my boss got embarrassed, “I, errr, I didn’t mean it like that. I was just saying that you and Brian have a special relationship.”

Me: “Special relationship?! You are making it worse.”

Boss: “No, no, I just mean …”

Me: “Brian and I are just friends, I swear.” [For the record, Brian is an older gentleman, and he is very married with kids.]

The next day, I bumped into my boss in the lunchroom.

“Thanks for embarrassing me in the meeting yesterday,” he said.

“Thanks for talking about my back door in front of everyone,” I responded.

So here we are, a month later, and I’m thinking that my boss has learned his lesson. Wrong! My coworker Jennifer just overheard him say to Brian, “Well, you’re the back door guy.”

I’m starting to suspect he doesn’t know what “back door” means.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

5 thoughts on “Back door!

  1. “knock knock knocking on heaven’s back door”

  2. Report your boss to HR…that’ll show him!

  3. I think your boss has a thing for Brian. That’s what I’m hearing.

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