Wednesday, August 23, 2006


Co-Worker #1 [approaching my next-door cubicle neighbor’s cube, eating out of a bag of microwave popcorn]: I need some chocolate. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Do you have any chocolate?

Co-Worker #2: Mm-hmm. [presumably offers chocolate]

Two seconds pass while CW#1 eats popcorn and chocolate.

Co-Worker #1: Whew, I don’t know what’s wrong with me today. I’m going to go downstairs and get me an ice cream cone. You want one?

I feel sick, and it’s not even me eating it.

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