A New Breed Of Coworker
(My fiancé and I are talking about my coworkers. One is about to have a baby, while the other three are much older, and are acting like expectant grandmothers. I release this wonderful gem from my lips:)
Me: “So [Coworker] is about to pop. [Boss] got a voicemail this morning and was sad because it wasn’t an announcement that the baby had arrived.”
Fiancé: *unenthusiastic* “Okay, cool?”
Me: “Well, [Boss] and [Other Two Coworkers] are past breeding age, so they are excited to grandmother the heck out of the baby.”
Fiancé: *stares at me like I’m crazy* “Past breeding age?”
Me: “Yeah?”
Fiancé: “You mean like menopause, right? Librarians aren’t like cattle. They don’t ship them off to make dog food when they can’t produce more baby librarians.”
Me: “Whatever. Past breeding age.”
Fiancé: “Coworkers are friends, not food!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?