“How’re you gonna fix it, fix it, fix it?”
Huh. It turns out my last post was Post #600. There were no bells and whistles or anything. I’ve got to pay more attention to that kind of stuff. Oh well, I don’t really like the number 600. I’ll make a big deal out of #650. Anyway, here’s a conversation that I had tonight, at a company dinner, with the director of the sales department:
Me: Hey, Mike…what’s the name of that chick you took to Stardust that time?
Mike: What?
Me: Remember, when they basically gave everyone in the whole damn company tickets to Stardust? You had a girl with you. I think she works in customer service. She’s cute and, well, to put it another way, kinda…”thick”….(yeah, I used the finger quotes)
Mike: Oh, no…she’s not in customer service…
Me: Really? You sure? Who is she, then?
Mike: That would be my girlfriend. And you’re a dead man.
*laughter erupts around the table*
Me: Oh, shit…well, let me tell you, in my community, “thick” isn’t a bad thing!
*more laughter*
Mike: Oh, really?
Will: Dude, she’s really cute. She is a cute girl. Hell, I’m glad you got to her first! You beat me to the punch!
Mike: Uh-huh. You’re a dead man.
Me: Man, I’m serious. I’ve been looking at her since that day, and all I could think was, “Man, she’s cute. Why the Hell is she with Mike?”
Keith: Yeah, Will, you should probably shut up now.
And that, folks, why I’m considered such a “people person”.
You, friend, are an idiot. I too am an idiot, so it’s really not that much of a bad thing. We’re just flat out dumb in different ways. But nevertheless, that’s the funniest thing I’ve read in ages.
– Marcus.
If I were drinking milk, it would snort out of my nostrils right now!