the only thing worse
than bad memories
is no memories at all..
[dismemberment plan]
7.28.2003
Intellectual Conversations
While working at a hardware/home improvement store, one meets a variety of people.
There's angry red-faced customers, paint-splattered construction workers, and immigrants who don't speak English but like to stare at boobs, among many, many other types of personalities.
However, I feel like I have the most interesting conversations with my co-workers.
Today, an man with 8 teeth (yellow, croooked, and chipped) that I work with came over to me, cackling, and said something like,
"Blah blah blah saws and dikes!"
"What?" I thought I misheard him. Saws and dikes?
"Yeah, you know, I just saw a couple of DYKES!
You know, LESBIANS.
Little, fat, manly ones!!
I BET THEY EAT EACH OTHER'S SHITHOLES ALL DAY.
(cackle cackle)"
I looked down and saw in surprise that I was involuntarily smiling and rubbing my hands together with gleeful greed, thinking about how much money I could get rolling in with a "sexual harrasment at the workplace" lawsuit.
I mean, some guy got half a million or something because one of his co-workers said "fag" in front of him.
But I like 8-tooth Bill.
Or 8-tooth Dave?
I'm still not sure of everyone's names yet.
So, instead, I did the next logical thing and asked him,
[Peek-a-Foo]