I am the queen of all the inappropriate comments today. Even got Brandon beat on the last one.
Coworker Guy walked by, saying hi to everyone.
Girl Next Cube: Wow. Someone’s in a good mood.
Me: Sure sounds like it.
Girl Next Cube: He must have gotten some.
Me: Probably did.
Girl Next Cube: [Seconds later, looking at something on the internet.] Oooooh. I want that.
Me: You want SOME?
Coworker Lady sneezed loudly. We couldn’t see her but we heard her loud and clear. Yesterday she showed up with a visibly swollen gland on her throat. She has been feeling ill the past few days but couldn’t get an appointment with her doctor.
Celeste: Bless you! My goodness. Are you spreading germs over there?
Coworker Lady: [Laughs as she comes around the corner] I hope not. But man, that hurts.
Me: Go easy on that sneezing. You don’t want to burst your gland.
Brandon and I checked out a local pho (Vietnamese noodle soup) joint instead of trekking out to his favorite place in Santa Ana/Garden Grove. As we were waiting for our food, I noticed the music. It was “Flight of the Valkyrie”.
Me: What the…? Is this on the radio?
Brandon: I was about to say the same thing.
Me: Huh. You know it’s kind of fucked up to hear “Flight of the Valkyrie” in a Vietnamese restaurant.
Brandon: Ah…I love the smell of napalm in the morning.
Me: It smells like pho?
Good night, y’all! 🙂