remember the cocaine huffing bartender who almost left his friend for dead in a swamp? well cocaine the bartender got demoted and is now cocaine the food runner. i resent, by the way, the fact that a night doing my job is used as a disciplinary measure for other employees. but anyway, last night ctfr had his first conversation with me. it went like this (keep in mind, this is the first time we've had any contact besides "hey" and guy nods):
ctfr: hey, man
me: (cautiously) hi
ctfr: (in a rush) i'm only gonna be here for about an hour tonight. i am going to dinner with my girlfriend and her parents.
me: (noncommittally) oh, that sounds nice.
ctfr: (leans in close) yeah. i knocked her up.
me: (leans back, cocks eyebrow)
ctfr: oh, it's cool. i'm not paying for shit.
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