the ring
my supervisor tony: she's coming today at lunch.
me: she ? she- who?
tony: my wife...well, the woman i married.
me: and? that's good...finally, i get to meet her. or we get to meet her.
tony: no..you don't understand. i forgot my wedding ring in my car.
(oh by the way, the car garage is a block away 7 floors down below our floor and then the building right behind us)
me: your point?
tony: see, i have a wear it before she says anything. maybe, i can tell her, it gets caught in the gloves and powder get stuck on it. hmm. maybe, i can tell her, i gett allergic reaction with gloves on, or that it's hospital protocol that we shouldn't wear rings while performing procedures (*smiles*).
me: *listening* u-huh ( sarcastically)
tony: not good huh? not good enough?
me: just get the goddamn ring....hurry before i change my mind.
tony: ok, give me 5-10 minutes to run down & get it.
15 minutes after:
she comes in.
tony: len, meet my wife ( forgot her name)
looks at her finger -- her wedding ring. i smiled. she smiled back.
the wife: nice meeting you, len.
tony: everyone, this is my wife. see i'm married. (points to the ring)
everyone smiled.
five minutes after she left. he tales off the ring, puts in on his wallet.
tony: len, if you have fine homegirls, hook me up. i'll take them anywhere.
len: i thought you said you were married.
tony: see, she wanted me, you know.
len: tony, leave me alone before i tell your wife you're about to commit adultery.
tony: you're mean.
len: i'll count to ten...if you don't shut up, i swear, i'n gon'e run downstairs and tell her.
he leaves. hahahah. LOL
men...i still don't get it. men....can't kill them, can't live without them!
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