So I joke around in the office with this one guy. Sometimes it's about the foam peanut on my desk that was spitefully torn in two by a co-worker. Other times, suicide. Ours is a true workplace bond.
I'm filling up my desk mug with water from the kitchen today around lunchtime. Many people are eating in the kitchen. My friend is there, sitting at a table with a couple people.
Me: "What's up, champ."
Friend: "I got the bullet right here, man. Lemme know when you wanna do this thing."
Me: "Word."
Friend: *goes back to leafing through lingerie catalog
He knows what time it is.
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