25 June 2011

Married To The Job.

Every morning I have to call a porter to put the mail outside in the mailbox. My boy crush was the one who answered the page for me.

him: why do you always look so mad?
me: coz you make me so mad!
him: I make you mad?? you make me mad!! you keep paging me!
me: it's my job to page you guys, and it's your job to answer!
him: but god, you page all the time.. you're soooo needy!
me: not THAT needy!
him: yeah, you are.. it's like i'm married to you!

hahahaha. that totally set the bar for my day.

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