I work in a congressional office. We were having a staff meeting in the back office, but left that door open in case the interns needed to reach us. We noticed one of the interns kept opening the front office door and peeking back at us, then would close the door again. Five minutes passed and he peeked in again. He repeated this every five or so minutes until the staff meeting was finished nearly a half hour later. It was only then that we realized there was a group of expected visitors in the front office waiting for one of the staff members. He never once told us that they arrived and let them sit for thirty minutes. Needless to say, none of the involved parties were pleased.
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