Client [obviously not from around here]: How long have you lived in South Carolina?
Me [lying...because I know where this is headed]: My whole life.
Client: Wow, you don't sound like it at all.
Me: That's because I graduated from the fifth grade.
Co-worker: People keep saying I need to lose my accent.
Other Co-worker: People say that to me, too, but I don't know how.
Me: I know how.
Co-worker and Other Co-worker [in unison]: How?
Me [I am a real southern boy, having been born in Mississippi]: Move to California like I did.
Co-worker: When did you move to California?
Me: When I was six-months old. See? no accent!
Co-worker [pulling up her tank top]: I keep forgetting I have huge breasts.
Me: Really? That would be like me forgetting I have a huge penis.
Co-worker: How?
Me: I keep tripping over it.
That was funny! Thanks for posting!
ReplyDeleteHa!
ReplyDeleteSounds like you work in a very fun place!
ReplyDeleteREALLY. Well, now. You let me know when you get drunk enough to Twitpic it, HA!
ReplyDeleteYeah, yeah, big-note.
ReplyDeleteHahahaha! I need to work in a place like that. Wait, I did back when I was a loan officer.
ReplyDeleteWow, you guys are really open with each other in that office of yours.
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