Me: “So, what do you do for fun and excitement?”
He: “You mean besides leading a life of crime?”
Me: “Wait! You lead a life of crime? In my spare time, I fight crime.”
He: “They say opposites attract. What kind of crime do you fight?”
Me: “Petty thugs…I bust litter-bugs, graffiti artists, stuff like that. Why, do you commit crime around here?”
He: “No, I hide out in Chicago. I commit all my crime in Asia…”
Me: “…where a tall, white guy like you wouldn’t stand out.”
He: “Exactly. They never see it coming.”
Me: “What’s your cover in Chicago, are you an engineer?”
He: “Yeah…wait…that’s freakish! How did you guess?”
Me: “You have that…engineering air. The Dilbert and Star Trek references must come naturally to you.”
He: “I think I’ve mastered the nuances. I work very hard to not be mistaken for an engineer.”
Me: “Well, the master plan needs work. You still reek of engineer.”
He: “Yeah, I know. Act cool, get laid isn’t as easy as it sounds.”
Me: “Lose the gear, and keep trying!”
