One girl, 7 tech guys all in one office
D: These cherries are flaccid.
P: Are you gonna eat those?
S: You can eat my flaccid cherries.
P: nom nom nom nom.
d: We’ll need to make sure L gets on top of that. Everyday, not just once a week.
D: I tell her that all the time.
K: How much will a big stogie cost me?
D: Look in d’s drawers, he might have a big one for you.
Everyone: *groan*
Female Boss (while eating a large pretzel stick over my shoulder): “Boy do I love a good rod.”
(I highly recommend not saying this in front of male co-workers.)
m: I wish H would rub off on T a little …
(This is H’s first apparence, congrats!)
L: I’ve got so much stuff in the back, but you guys can both try to squeeze in if you want.
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LP: You guys didn’t go out and buy anything to rub in my face again did you?
D: I got something to rub on your face.
Folks in office: Ewwwwwwww….
(This was referring to when P wanted to go to Chipotle and everyone said no because it was too far. Then D, J, and L went ahead and ordered food from Qdoba, which was right across the street. P has never been to Qdoba. <insert sad face here>)