Office by Alex Penny
One girl, 7 tech guys all in one office
(L’s car was parked on the street, with not quite enough room between her back bumper and the do not park line)
Thoughts running through D’s head:
1. I was going to park behind you, but even with an inch between us, I’d be over the line.
2. I couldn’t get in from behind, but luckily I found a nice tight spot up front to squeeze into.
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L, regarding her morning routine.—
LD: 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!)
