Was coming back from lunch with co-worker 1 yesterday and saw TDS walking toward the TDSmobile. It was too late for TDS to be going for lunch, so we assumed a sickness was afoot.
I pulled the car alongside and waited to get her nervous attention at the car following her in the parking lot.
TDS looked at me and I say, "How much?"
A momentarily furrowed brow is followed by, "Haha! I get it." She then twists her face into anguish and says, "I don't know."
Co-Worker 1 says, "You're the worst prostitute ever."
TDS answers, "I feel like I'm going to barf so I'm going home."
Yes, I agree: The worst prostitute ever.
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