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Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Gaze into my Crystal Ball

A few minutes ago, I walked out of my office and up to the kitchenette to wash my hands for lunch. My co-worker, Darrell, was standing at the other end of the counter, in front of the microwave, heating his lunch. I asked him, "what are you having for lunch?" then quickly said, "no, don't tell me. I want to guess."

So, I stood about three feet away from the side of the microwave (I couldn't see the front), and tried to guess based on the smells emanating from the side vent. After a few moments...

Some kind of pasta?

Yes. {Laughs}

A white cheesy cream sauce?

Oh, and cubed chicken!
Yes! {As he pulls this out of the trash}

Darrell's response to this? If it were the Middle Ages, we'd be burning you at the stake right now...


Blogger Sarah said...

haha, everything about this made me laugh! Oooooh, oooh, Witchy Woman!

10:28 AM

Blogger Courtney Baker said...

Hilarious! Love it.

8:04 AM

Blogger Natrudy said...


7:44 PM


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