Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yes. At work Stan drinks his coffee and suddenly almost chokes on it. He laughs and laughs. Then he falls of the chair. �I�ll kill you,� I hiss. He looks up at me with tears in his eyes. �You�re buying me ice cream. You owe me,� I state. The Boss runs in, �So you won�t believe what I heard!!!!!!� I stare him down. �Oh, I guess it�s true then.� He bursts out laughing. He supports himself on the doorframe. �Oh the other IT guy will be mad.� �Yea, it�s breaking his heart.� �Yesterday, the young one (IT/B) came to my office all excited. I told him he can drop off the computer in your office, and you�ll know what to do since you�re a computer savant1; I told him he can ignore your talking, but he just threw his hands in the air2 and smiled big smile and exclaimed: BUT I LOVE TALKING TO HER!� I roll my eyes. �So what do you plan to do with the IT/A?� �Tell him I have a condition� AIDS� or babies. I got baggage. I�m a lesbian. Not sure. Or I�ll tell him the truth. I am crazy.� �So, yea, I am not surprised,� my boss states. I stalk IT/B and find out he is at most 20 years old. I am officially a 25 9/12 year-old cougar. **** 1. There goes my cover. When IT/B was fixing my computer I played a dumb blonde, he seemed very happy to explain basics to me, so I let him. I really did not know how to change the wallpaper. Trust me. 12:29 a.m. - August 20, 2010 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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