
Seeing my mystified expression**, he proceeds to explain that he was paying me a compliment, just saying I was “neat”. After hearing that, I looked down at the sheaves of paper that was strewn over one half of my workstation. Again I was stumped. Finally, my colleague had to say, “She think’s you’re okay.” And then the light hit, and enlightenment came***. I tried to recover with a weak “Oh. Yea. Right. I was still thinking whether did I sliced anything this week or not... mumble mumble…”
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*His voice is one of the nicest I’ve ever heard, as he has experience in radio broadcasting before.
** I was wondering how come he never proceeded to plummet the breath out of me, after saying I “freaked out his wife.”
Erm... so we're wondering how you beat sliced bread, knives down.
ReplyDeleteI dunno also. I guess just being my crazy self, I am bringing blessings to others, by reminding them how God has blessed them by making them not being like me... :p
ReplyDeleteDong dong dong qiang!! [drum filler]
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