Impeccable timing
So I was in the stock room last night cleaning up with the rest of the crew. The cases of Gatorade were to be arranged neatly by the food bay; Tim and I were totally killing this job effortlessly... Up until one point where I was putting one of the last cases on top of the Gatorade towers.
Just moments before eight bottles of Lime Gatorade broke free from their confines of the box, smacked me in the face each time and busted a lip, I mentioned "Where the hell are all those high school sports team players who need the Gatorade to dump on their coach after a winning game?"
Well, someone won a game, but there was no coach in sight.....
Just moments before eight bottles of Lime Gatorade broke free from their confines of the box, smacked me in the face each time and busted a lip, I mentioned "Where the hell are all those high school sports team players who need the Gatorade to dump on their coach after a winning game?"
Well, someone won a game, but there was no coach in sight.....