“You know?” I asked with an all-knowing wink.
She winked back.
Sexy.
“No, but I’m sure you’ll tell me.”
Star Child Two finished its business and came roaring back.
“Tell us. TELL US!” it bleated.
HR lady gave me a look that I knew meant that she knew that I was doing this only to waste time.
“Do you know that I know that you’re only doing this to waste time?” she asked.
“Holy moo milk! CAN YOU READ MY MIND?”
Star Child Two must have found this funny because it laughed.
It sounded like a cat coughing up a chunky hairball, but it was a bit pleasant.
And lilting.
“Fine. FINE! Go ahead and tell us,” she said, giving me another wink.
This one wasn’t sexy.
“Did I ever tell you about the time Bob wasted over two hours of my life at a bar when he told me the Afghanistan Pecan Pie joke?”
Both of their faces dropped.
SPLAT.
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