Nov 05, 2008 16:59
Today at work I was seating a group of businessmen.
I lead them up to the sunroom, and, it being 72 degrees and cheerfully sunny, of course they had complaints about the amount of heat/sunlight plauging the room.
Shrugging it off, I began to hand out their menus and said, "If you want to fuck with the blinds, go for it."
........I should stop listening so closely to Owen.
His speech patterns are affecting my job performance.
ETA:
In case you were wondering, I did a double-take on myself and went, "WOW, DID YOU HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID? THIS JUST PROVES YOU CAN FEEL COMFORTABLE IN OUR CASUAL ATMOSPHERE."
Many of the businessmen were younger guys or talking amongst themselves and didn't care/hear, but a few of the ones greying at the temples were very displeased and did not call me back to their table.
LOLOLOL BRB MUST WASH MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP.
owen is a gynecologist,
i am the master,
what the fuck