One of the girl’s at work said she wished that I could stay at the company I am presently working at. They think that I am much more fun than the person I am replacing who is in Europe on holidays.
"Is there anyway you can stay?" she asked. None of the girls in the office really like the person for whom I am filling in. Three don't, one does. I work in an office of girls.
“All we need is a couple of disgruntled militia with a rocket launcher," I said. "And I’d be happy to stay.”
The girl's in the office eyes widened noticeably and they all laughed nervously.
“Too soon?” I asked.
They laughed some more.
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