We have a small cafeteria that probably seats 60 or 70. Most conversations can be carried on quietly and no one except those seated right next to you are going to overhear them. Our company has quite a few younger employees who are either married to each other or living together.
Overheard this noontime
Her: mumble, mumble, mumble.
Him: [undertone of absolute horror mixed with heavy dose of W.T.F.? in 100 decibel tones] You’re going to wax your twat? Have you lost your mind![close undertone]
The look on her face was absolutely priceless. As was the look on his face when it sank in that he hadn’t whispered to his beloved after all.
I was really, really impressed with my coworkers. The chortling, giggling and snickering was kept to an absolute minimum.
These kids are in their early 20’s, first real job after college. I suspect that she was planning on giving him a very, special treat. He was just overwhelmed at what she had to say.
He’s in his cubicle with headphones on, ignoring everyone, trying to find a way to turn back time.
C’mon, everyone knows that you spoonerize the verb and noun in a situation like that, to save face.
Observe:
“YOU’RE GOING TO WAX YOUR TWAT?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!Errr… I, uh… Ha! What I meant to say was, ‘YOU’RE GOING TO TAX YOUR WHAT?!’Ahem, you see, April 15th is coming up fast, and I just wanted to be sure she had all of her 1040s, 1099s, and Schedule Cs in order. Heh heh, yeh…”
It won’t do any good to turn back time or take the afternoon off. Fifty years from now this will be remembered as “Hey, you remember that guy and gal at X Company, the ones who…”
