This isn’t a real flame, so I’m not putting it in the Pit. Mods, if’n you disagree, please feel free to move it.
So I’m down the street from work at Target with my cow-orker when I see NurseCarmen. Somehow, his real (and very common) name escapes me and I start yelling, “NurseCarmen! NurseCarmen!”
He turns around and we exchange pleasantries. I introduce him to my cow-orker and he says to her, “Wow, do you know what Gazelle does all day?”
For this, he must pay.
Luckily, I was with a cow-orker whom I consider a friend.
But still, he must pay.
How shall I torture the dear Nursie?
P.S. This happened about a week ago. I’ve been so busy at work that I haven’t had a chance to post about it. Haha! My proof that I don’t spend all my time on the 'Dope!
See? Look at the post time! You’re at work! You are sooooooooo Busted!
Okay, okay, I did kinda have a vague funny taste in my mouth immediatley after I said that. It tasted like foot.
I promise to keep your dirty little secret next time I run into you. For now, I gotta run. You see, it’s 10 am and I still haven’t perused Great Debates or General Questions! I’ve got a busy day ahead! If GD is thin, I may even have to go to Cafe Society!
Let this be a lesson to all of you out there…If your job is cush enough that you can surf all day with little or no thought of actual work, keep it a secret. And if you see another person who you know to be in the same situation, keep your mouth shut. We’ve got a special thing going here, let’s not rock the boat. For all I knew, that could have been Gazelle’s boss I was blabbing to! Man, what an idiot I would have felt like then! Now, if you’ll pardon me, it’s nap time.
A much ballyhooed pot luck is in store on my floor for all hallows. My world famous cocktail weenies (no snide jokes please) are anticipated. So the 31st is a no go for me.
Wow Elenfair. I had no idea you were an Oklahoma fan. Buh dump bump <cymbal crash>
I cain’t go this week and we want this thing on a Friday, right?
Oh. That leaves October 25, right? How about that day?
Is anyone tired of meeting at MarketPlace? 'cause I love that place and will continue to schedule our DopeLunches for there until I’m dragged, kicking and screaming to Chipotle or whatever.
Um, in the Punky Universe, the 25th is a Saturday. If you really mean Friday, and you’re willing to meet early, I’ll be there. I’m taking all three of my dogs to Iowa for the weekend, and we need to leave town. (I’m just guessing that Marketplace won’t let me bring them in. Restaurants are so biased against Canine-Americans.)
Early as in 11 or 11:30. Not early as in breakfast.
No harm, no foul.
