Thursday, November 11, 2004

Lunchtime tale

So there I am at lunch with my co-workers. Sitting across from me is this young blonde girl, wearing a black shirt. It was unbuttoned down a couple notches so whenever she leaned forward, I got the free show. It was like sitting at the bar in front of the ice bin during the summer. Anyway, every time she did lean forward, I had to fight the urge to toss a peanut down her shirt.

In the end, I lost the fight. I wonder if that is ground for dismissal. Or at least the part where I tried to retrieve the peanut?

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