Something great and terrible happened at work yesterday.
Returning to the store from my break, I leaned into the break room to speak to a coworker (underling?) who had copped attitude and then awkwardly apologized to me earlier that morning. This is what I said:
“Dom, I don’t mean to bother you on your break, but I just wanted to let you know… Mike got shit on at lunch.”
She responded with an appropriately giddy WTF? Yes, readers, my coworker got shit on (by a bird) while smoking a cigarette outside on the way back from lunch. So: Don’t Smoke.