I have had a Frenchman call me incessantly since yesterday for no other reason than wanting to be friends. I picked up the phone after ignoring his 14 calls so far today only to say in my awful French to “va tois! Arrete!”
“I’ll call back later.” he says and hangs up.
It’s now 27 calls and counting. They’re all from him. I can’t help but pity the ol’ fella…as desperate and creepy as he is.
This man begged me for my cell phone number.
“Please! Is your married? Please please please!”
Nothing against the French, of course. You guys just happen to have a crazy amongst you.
Favorite two week’s notice trollery yet?
Call out out of work and spend all day wandering around town with my cousins…and my phone turned off.
A song for one of the last 5PM dance parties at my current job.
This one has a mod-ish feel to it. “Mellow” is needed on an offensively hot day like today.
Lets ride some chill waves, kids…take it slow. (0 plays)
I just had a Tumblr moment here at my desk - highlight of my work week.
So while tumbling along, a client walks in; I of course, greet him properly, I then return to face-down position and carry on. Just as soon he walks up to my desk to ask something, I spot a Funny. I struggle with keeping a straight face to no avail and let loose an uncontrollable fit of LOLs. He stands there for a few seconds before asking me what’s so funny. I ask him if he uses Tumblr; he does not but asks if I can sharesies.
I happily oblige: http://tastefullyoffensive.tumblr.com/post/5043148740