**🐾 Bean’s Corner: Blog #50

The Case of the Fourth Voice

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So there I was, paws up on the counter of the old kingdom desk — the one that used to belong to someone who ruled this corner of 500 like a paper-stack prince. The surface still smelled like old coffee, forgotten envelopes, and “I’ll deal with that later.”

And today? Oh, today was a day.

The humans were buzzing like a broken hive. Apparently, there are now four front-desk humans assigned to the phones… but only three stations in the phone room.

Even a cat can tell you that math doesn’t add up.

But humans? They’ll try it anyway.

Which is why Lady Flava found herself sitting at the old throne — The Sup’s old desk — where dust settles but answers don’t. And trust me, I saw the looks. The side-eye. The not-so-quiet “whispers” that weren’t whispers at all.

Two particular humans came in like surround-sound drama:

Loud stories, louder life updates, and the loudest curiosity about why Lady Flava was sitting there.

Bean thought about slipping on her sunflower blinders…

But honestly? Even I needed leopard-print noise-canceling headphones.

Because nothing says “I’m back after two days” like arriving with full-volume commentary and a sprinkle of nosy energy.

But here’s the magic:

While the noise soared, Lady Flava stayed calm. Steady.

Doing her work with that quiet grace that I, the great Bean, deeply approve of. Because a real queen doesn’t need a spotlight — she just handles business.

By the end of the day, the mystery solved itself:

Four humans + three stations = chaos.

But one Lady Flava holding her peace?

Balance restored.

And that’s the true power of being unbothered in a loud world.

🐾 Until next time,

Bean — your feline narrator of workplace truths and quiet rebellions