There will come a time in your life when your significant other will say to you;
There was rain tonight when I walked the dog to the corner.
And you will say
You’re crazy there’s nothing on the Doppler and that was an airplane flushing its toilet.
And many hours later, as he’s going to bed, he will say,
did you hear, on the roof, that there’s ANOTHER airplane flushing its toilet right now
And you will regret that you EVER said those words.
Dear Co-worker:
Is it at all possible that you and the DIRECTOR OF HR could have that casual conversation about your colds and your allergies and your kids and your husbands and your hair and your jobs and your bosses and your VAGINAS somewhere other than the main thoroughfare that is the backside of my cubicle.
Peace out.
I hope that where ever we next call home that the moon is as orange and bright as it is off my back porch tonight because I’m sure if it’s not we’re in the wrong house.
Best, highest, 5 bids out and more to go.
