Chocolate Doesn’t Need To Scream To Be Bought

(A display rack has collapsed close to the entrance of the store and a coworker and I are picking up the chocolate bars all over the floor. My coworker is male. I am female.)

Coworker: “Do you know what happened?”

Me: “No, I heard a crash and came over here. I asked, but a customer was just like, ‘It fell over at me all of a sudden!’”

Coworker: “Obviously he needed chocolate.”

Me: “He didn’t buy any.”

Coworker: “Yeah, it was the chocolate’s way of telling him he needed to buy it, but it’s not good with people. The poor things are socially awkward.”

Me: “Like me!”

Coworker: “I don’t think you fling yourself at people screaming, ‘Buy me!’”

Me: *laughing* “No! No, I don’t!”

(His face when he realized what he’d said was priceless.)