The 'F' Word

I've been so good about not saying the dreaded 'F' word since I've been here.  Really good.  And it's a little tough since, when I'm frustrated, it's feels like such a perfect single syllable exclamation.  So expressive really.  A true release...heehee.  Anyway, today I let it slip.  I'm sitting in front of my computer.  I say the evil explitive.  My colleague Em looks up at me.  Somewhat startled.  I look back at her.  Silent for a beat or two.  Finally I say, 'it's my favorite word ever'.  Em laughs.  Then her phone starts ringing.  A ring tone downloaded from some praise music website.  Em's phone, channeling some (undoubtedly) judgemental American praise band, chastising me for my foul mouth.