Chemically Inbalanced, Part 2
(My boyfriend and I work well together because I’m more on the arts side of things, and he’s more science and math-based. We’re in a long-distance relationship from Seattle to Portland. To keep in touch, I usually text him while he’s at work, and he calls me on the way home. We’re both insufferable nerds.)
Me: *via text* “SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM SODIUM”
(He calls me on the way home.)
Boyfriend: “What was that?”
Me: “BATMAN!”
Boyfriend: *pause* “Okay, you lost me.”
Me: *sweetly* “Come on, Mr. Science. What’s the chemical symbol for sodium?”
Boyfriend: “Oh. Oh, dear Lord.”
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Chemically Imbalanced
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