Since my new co-workers are in their 50s and Blogger is blocked by the New Office (and for a while I didn't even have co-workers, just baby formula and AddictingGames), Cubicle Land is now overwhelmed with my blossoming social life and shit that nobody cares about. Plus, I've been really well-behaved.
Don't worry, I'm not thrilled about it either.
So I've picked up a few drifters to fill the void of cubicle voices, characters, personalities. Yup. Found them at a local dive bar called Thirsty's. They're named PT, my boy T, and Betty (but you all knew Betty from before...ish).
A young lady asked PT out on a mini-date last week. She suggested that they attend a comedy show at the Local University:
YoungLady: Yeah, it'll be like a mini date!...come on. Not even a blowjob?? Sometimes you gotta put your foot down and insist on a good old fashioned lunch date.
PT: ...what's a mini date?
YoungLady: We go out, and have fun. But we don't sleep together.
HAHA. I wonder if the best things in life aren't free.