We were walking down the hallway together.
She works in a different department but I’ve seen her around the office. We smile politely and say hi to one another. You know, when you’re friendly to someone but you have no idea what his or her name is. We’ve all been there I think. That point of oh-dear-it’s-too-late-to-ask-your-name-because-you-think-I-already-know-it. In other words, an awkward phase.
Hey Buddy, I don’t know you, we’ve never met. But it looks like this is not your best day. I’m in my car and I see you walking over the overpass. Since you are on the side without the sidewalk I’m guessing you are a defiant one. Or too lazy to cross the street. If I have to guess – which I do – I’d say you’re not more than twenty. Your long denim shorts look kind of gangsta in a small town, redneck sort of way. Judging by your not-so white shirt it looks like it’s time for you to learn how to do some laundry. It’s not that hard. The cast on your arm from wrist to elbow adds an interesting aspect to your story. I’m just not sure what it is. And then there’s the bag. You’re carrying a garbage bag full of something. This all leads me to one question, “Dude, what is in the garbage bag?”
But I’ve passed you and you have disappeared from my rearview mirror. I will never get to ask. Darn.
What’s the silliest word you ever heard?
Could it be that you heard the word nerd?
Could it be that you heard the word bird?
Could it be that you heard the word herd?
Could it be that you heard the word curd?
Could it be that you heard the word turd?
Could it be that you heard the word gird?
Could it be that you heard the word third?
Could it be that you heard the word word?
No, that’s not the silliest word I ever heard.
The silliest word I ever heard is kerfuffle.
Now THAT is a silly word.
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