You Can’t Be Citrus?

(During a down-time at the lab where I volunteer as a research assistant, I glance at my coworker’s notes and computer screen.)

Me: “Is orange your favourite colour?”

Coworker #1: *looks up at me in confusion*

Me: “Well, you’re using orange highlighter on both your notes and on your computer.”

Coworker #1: “Oh, I think that’s the only colour that’s available for the highlighter on the program.”

Coworker #2: *pipes up* “Orange is my favourite colour. You know why? Nothing rhymes with it.”

Me: “Door-hinge.”

Coworker #2: “What?”

Me: “Door-hinge.”

Coworker #3: “Door-hinge rhymes with orange.”

Coworker #2: “Oh… Now I hate orange. Thanks a lot for ruining orange for me!”

Me: *shrugs* “Sorry. You could like silver. Or purple.”

Coworker #2: “I hate silver. Silver isn’t a colour. It’s just a very shiny grey.”

Me: *shrugs* “Okay. You could still like purple.”

Coworker #2: “Hmm… Purple is a nice colour.”

Me: “Purple is a very nice colour.”

Coworker #2: “Yeah… I never liked orange.”