This blog will highlight insights from my odd and somewhat weird life. |
| Prompt for February 12, 2015 "I wonder where I could get a white drowf?" I never assume anything…not even that this is a typo. But it did bring to mind something that happened at work that made me laugh out loud. Since drowf is a made up word, I get to define it. To my boss: Me: You might start getting complaints about me. Him: I already am. Me: (Gave him the look.) Him: Okay. What did you do? Me: You know those international drug companies that call every day to sell you Viagra and won’t take no for an answer. Him: Yeah. Me: See this whistle. I blew it in their ear. He’s still laughing. Your search is over. I am the white drowf. One, because I am. Two, because Drowf is the curse he directed at me when I blew his eardrum out. (I’m sure it has a different meaning in his language.) You are welcome. |