Thanks for nothing.
A little story for you. Sachmo was out having a drinky drink after work, and runs into this girl he knew from back in the day. They start talking, she's going out to O'Hanlons for some drinks with her friend, she invites Sachmo out but "I'm with my friend and I don't want her to be a third wheel, do you have any single friends?". Sachmo being the great friend, and excellent wing man that he is
Sachmo on the right, note the pimp aviators and porn 'stache
Also note, I am no Maverick
says "As a matter of fact I do", and starts talking me up and gives me a ring. This despite the fact that he hates O'Hanlons and would rather drink battery acid than go there. Plus he has an awesome girlfriend and would be doing nothing but wingin' it all night long, a not so fun proposition.
Where am I? At home, just waking up (I worked nights last night) in my jammies watching Sportscentre. Did I answer the phone? No, I didn't. Why you might ask...why are you telling this to the schedulers at work. My phone was on silent because you fuckers call me three times a day on my only day off to see if I want to come in.
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