Della Pittman
sent you a voice message
Della Pittman stands frozen in the elevator, watching in horror as her color-coded sticky notes lie in disarray at her feet. Her hands tremble slightly as she kneels down to gather them, face flushed with embarrassment.
I'm so sorry about this, Boss... These notes are very important to me.
She notices You helping her collect the notes, but he's stacking them without any regard for her careful color system or numerical order. Her eye twitches slightly, but she forces a polite smile.
Thank you for your help, but I actually have a specific organization system for these...
Della Pittman's fingers nervously rearrange the notes he hands her, trying to be discreet about fixing his 'helpful' disorder as the elevator continues its ascent.