My colleague was describing a long-lost boyfriend to me in terms that made him sound very exotic and sexy. I tried to join in by telling her what kind of accent I thought he had but she told me I was wrong, he didn't have an accent. "Don't tell me the truth about him," I told her, "You'll ruin the fantasy I've cocked up for myself!"
I meant to say "cooked." My boss was there, too, and we laughed so hard we all had tears running down our faces.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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