A coworker spots empty water bottles, a developing hoard, on my desk…
Margaret: “Ryan, I’ve been meaning to ask you if I could recycle those bottles for you.”
Ryan: “Oh, I recycle…in piles.” (When there’s no room left for them on my desk.)
Margaret: “I mean like I have a new use for them…repurposing. I can give them back to you tomorrow.”
(I didn’t care to ask about it but rather concede my selfish urge to dump my crap on her by replying…)
Ryan: “Oh, just keep them! They’re not very…uh…uhhhhh….personal…to me.”
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