…at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now, this past fall:
1) When my one (older) (Thai) coworker who’s a whiz at the phones asks me which hard candy is better in the snack-tub – both she and my one (chubby) (Thai) coworker had bought some new ones, and she noticed that I had set out all 3 types of new ones, to try them – I’m like, “[The first name of my (chubby) (Thai) coworker]’s, of course,” playing into the joke how I’m in love with her, since clearly I made that remark before I had even tried all of the candies.
2) When I see my one (female) (Guatemalan) coworker, she’s really showing with her pregnancy, and when we compare bellies, it’s clear that she’s already bigger.
“Ya dos anos” [“Already two years”], I was like, patting my belly, “Y mi bebe no viene” [“And my baby does not come”].
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