Weblogs: NUTS ON SLUTS hadn't run into Mrs. Nance very often, and then, it was only a nod and a 'hello', so it sort of surprised me that one day, there was a message on my machine to come by her office. Of course, I hurried right up. After knocking on the door, I entered as she said, "Come in?"
Seeing her standing behind a work table dressed in a form fitting beige blouse and a snug fitting charcoal gray skirt, I said "Hi Mrs. Nance...what can I help you with?"
"There seems to be a light burned out up here..." she said with a smile, pointing upwards to a light fixture. "Think you could change that bulb for me?"
