That’s Language, Take It Or Leave It

My new coworker, recent arrival from Asia, speaker of seven languages, announces to me:

Coworker: “I do a s*** now.”

Me: “You know, [Coworker], you don’t have to tell every time you leave your desk why you’re leaving.”

Coworker: “But I don’t want you to think I am leaving. Back home, you always tell your workmates why you are walking away.”

Me: “Okay, but here you don’t need to do that. I know you’re doing the work, so you can just come and go. Okay?”

Coworker: “Okay, well… anyway, I go leave a s*** now.”

Me: “It’s not leave a s***. It’s take a s***.”

Coworker: “Why would I take s***? That’s disgusting!”

Me: “No, you… huh… You know what? You’re right. English is weird. Well, whether you’re leaving one or taking one, no need to tell me, alright?”

Coworker: “I tell you none of my s***!”

Me: “That’s the spirit!”