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by laudablepuss 12/21/2011, 3:05pm PST |
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It's slow this time of year, as you might imagine. Also, I work in a large crappy office/storage room with two other people. It has a window, that is obstructed by shit, and that only leads out to an interior hallway anyway.
[discussion of xbox, kinect, and enchiladas WHEN SUDDENLY . . . ]
(3:38:21 PM) Me: We have a half-assed retard nerf fight down here at the moment
(3:38:56 PM) My friend: you and [coworker]?
(3:39:00 PM) My friend: sad
(3:39:21 PM) Me: No, except now yes he just shot me. He spent 5 minutes figuring out how to make the gun work, him and [second coworker]. They're mostly throwing darts because they're stupid.
(3:39:27 PM) Me: OMG FAT RICK IS HERE
(3:39:35 PM) My friend: lol
(3:39:37 PM) Me: *dies of too much excitement*
(3:39:43 PM) My friend: who's that
(3:39:49 PM) Me: Security guard guy
(3:40:10 PM) My friend: mmm nice
(3:40:10 PM) My friend: jk
(3:41:03 PM) Me: Yeah the girls love him. [This cuz my friend is a girl.]
(3:41:15 PM) My friend: all of them
While the fat security guard was here to talk to [coworker] about his bullshit imaginary PC problem, I threw a dart at [second coworker]. It was a zinger that narrowly missed his eyeball. He said, "Hey, why am I the target now?" I replied that [coworker] had really good cover at the moment. HAHA yeah that was probably mean. :( |
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