Yesterday a co-worker asked, "Can you help me real quick? I need another set of eyeballs on this." There was this strange awkward moment where I contemplated the odds that he really wanted to pull my eyeballs out of their sockets so he could use them for a minute and then he would give them back- a weird transfer of slimy and now bloody eyeballs. I panicked! Mumbled something incoherent and went and hid in the larger handicap stall in the men's bathroom for a good 45 minutes.
Turns out it's just an expression and he only wanted me to look over a quote with him.
You are SO weird! And that really, really made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteI don't doubt the veracity of this account one iota. Not ONE of those darn iotas! Not even a little one.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I just miss your blogging. Any chance your whimsical side will be returning anytime soon?
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