Better living through chemicals. Or not?
Me: "Did you pick up enough free samples of deodorant?" He: "Yep. I've got enough to last a year." Me: "What about the Rogaine samples? Did you pick up enough of those?" He: "I don't believe in handling something that pregnant mothers can't use. That weirds me out." Me: "What?
Stress
Me: "I may kill someone before the week is out." She: "Are you selling tickets?" Me: "Nah, first come, first served." She: "I meant are you selling tickets to watch?" Me: "Oh, oh! I hadn't even thought about the revenue generating aspect. I don't think so...I don't want a business
Candidate Screening
She: "Should I be honest with job candidates and watch them run away, or lie and possibly get someone good?" Me: "There are pluses and minuses to both. Eventually, you realize, you'll have to come clean and level with the job candidate." She: "True, but not right away." Me: "Okay.
Triple Take
I walked up the Michigan Avenue bridge, bouncing and happy because I'd just given a dollar to someone who obviously needed it. I was filled with good karma--it was shining through my eyes, and maybe I was a little bouncy from listening to Fatboy Slim on my MP3 player, too.
Organ Grinder
Me: "So I was shopping for the Montana trip and I found this really cool spray on bandage stuff." She: "It's the next logical step after liquid bandages." Me: "Exactly. You spray it on and it wears off in a couple of days. No fuss, no muss." She: "We've come
The Thorny Problem of Digital Detritus
She: "...I even deleted him from my cell phone." Me: "Wow, did you really? What if he calls? How are you going to screen?" She B: "Wait. You're not telling me you still have He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named programmed on *your* cell phone?" Me: "Yeah..." She: "He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named?" She B: "Voldemort. She was dating
