I was at Target last night doing my lonely, single-man grocery shopping. *Note to Cola residents: Targets here have an awesome grocery section. Like a Super Wal-Mart, minus the shoeless children fondling all the apples*
When I went to check out, the mushrooms didn't have a UPC sticker on it and she asked if I knew how much they were. I most certainly did not and so she made up a price. My final item was a 12 pack of Rolling Rock. That didn't have a price either and she asked if I knew how much it was. I most certainly did, it's $6.64 a case, which comes out to an awesome 50c a bottle.
When she asked I basically repeated my previous sentence to her, and then the guy behind me (who I hadn't noticed before), starting cracking up. I figured was he was laughing about and said something about not knowing how much mushrooms were but sure as hell knowing how much my beer was.
Hope that was awesome for you. Ready for part two?
It was today at work. My boss, the guy who told me I was being promoted last Friday, walked by while I was pretending to be busy. He didn't stop, he just said "Jonathan, you're the man," and gave a really dorky thumbs-up.
I said "I know I am," and gave him a return thumbs-up.
My coworkers were mortified and thought I was going to be fired. Apparently, and I really didn't mean to, I had replied in an "eat-shit" sarcastic voice. And then they said something about that not being the correct response to the man who runs the company.
Picture time!
2 comments:
The thumbs up was probably your saving grace. But if worse comes to worse, you should probably just tell him your rolling rock story and maybe he won't fire you.
Its funny that I still don't see anything on here about Jax... I guess that means you want to be alone for the rest of your life.
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