Last month at the resthome, my shift just overlapped with my one (Tibetan) coworker with an inappropriate sense of humor.
For a while now we've had a social distancing joke going, where we firmly and dramatically tell each other "six feet" every time we're around each other, and sometimes one of us says something like, "For you, twelve feet," especially when other people are around to overhear us.
That day, though, she was running around to leave work and she rushed by me in a rush inside of our small office, and then just as she passed me she whipped around and flung out a finger at me and was like, "You, keep away!"
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