Heh.
During post-work drinkies tonight, the conversation turned to the restraint training we've all completed this year.
My adored and respected colleague, who I was partnered with for much of the assessment, tipped his beer affectionately in my direction.
"At least none of you guys got stuck restraining Dragons. She's like tryna pin down a blast of silly string."
"Awww, you got there in the end, tough guy," I conceded generously.
"Yeah, I did." He chinked the neck of his bottle against the side of my lime and soda. "Ya squirrelly little fucker."
:D
My adored and respected colleague, who I was partnered with for much of the assessment, tipped his beer affectionately in my direction.
"At least none of you guys got stuck restraining Dragons. She's like tryna pin down a blast of silly string."
"Awww, you got there in the end, tough guy," I conceded generously.
"Yeah, I did." He chinked the neck of his bottle against the side of my lime and soda. "Ya squirrelly little fucker."
:D