Myself and Ms. X (to protect the guilty) are in the elevator at work.
Ms. X: I like your shoes.
Myself: Yeah, I have two pair of the same ones. You know, once you find a pair you like…
Elevator stops at 3th floor and picks up a passenger, Mr. Y.
Ms. X: Yeah, I really need to buy new clothes, but I’m doing some augmentation on my unit right now, so I have to wait.
Elevator opens at 4th floor and Mr. Y gets out. We continue to the 5th floor.
Myself: What are you talking about?!
Ms.: My condo, I’m getting work done on it.
Myself: Oh, okay, cause, just so you know, Mr. Y now thinks you’re a trannie.
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