I was talking to the 18 year old at work the other night and here are the words that came out of our mouths:
Me: "It looks like we'll finish tonight about the same time we finished lastnight."
Him: "No. We have better people working tonight. Josh is in a really bad mood so he's working really fast."
Me: "Cool. You're probably right. Look at Rafa right there. He's been working fast all night. He usually just sits around. He must want a big bonus this week."
But here is the nonverbal conversation we were having simultaneously:
Me: "Do you want a candy cane? Here have two."
Him: "What? Why do you have candy canes? That's so gay. But I have been working hard for the past couple of hours so I'm not going to turn down candy. Man! How do you get these things apart."
Me: "Yeah, you can't get them apart without crushing the candy. That's why I gave you two."
Him: "Well, I was going to give one back but I guess I'll just eat them both. I still think it's gay that you have candy canes with you, though."
Me: "Merry Christmas."
Him: "And to you and yours as well. God bless us, everyone."
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Candy canes are a pain in the butt. And they're not that good. Why are you carrying them around, Gaywad?
I liked the last part best
I love the mofo stories...
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