Open mouth, extract foot.
Every time I see my crush du jour, Coworker X, I feel lightheaded, overcome with dizziness, and I immediately panic.
Which is why, for some reason, I have been bullying X every chance I get. Why oh why do I do this, (you might be wondering). The answer to that is as simple as a summer day: because I am socially awkward people!
Take for example, today's disastrous e-mail exchange:
ME: You know what would be great? If you would run to Starbucks and get me a cup of coffee.
HIM: Sure, I’m all over that, hold your breath while I go! It would make for a more pleasant experience for me!
ME: You’re no fun. :(
HIM: I’m so fun, and you just don’t know it.
ME: Oh yes. That must be why you spent your Friday night at home, under a blanket, alone……
ME: You're pouting now, aren't you?
Not surprisingly, those last little barbs have not garnered a response; although I do believe I just heard the distinct sound of an sniffling and/or whimpering coming from his cubi-cell...so I guess I got my answer there. Needless to say, I don't see X running out to get me coffee any time soon.

Labels: Coworker Nonsense, Office Crap, Potent Potables
1 Comments:
I'd rather be socially awkward than a bad speller, like Tara..."skinnIE." Please. Bad spellers never get the guy.
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