a: My day tomorrow consists of meeting my boss and most annoying co-worker at the office promptly at 6:15am. From there, I will be subjected to my boss driving us to Dallas in her Rav-4. Note: She is a horrible driver who cruises in the fast lane at a solid 50 mph. I will be attending a meeting where I'm presenting … and didn't know until today … then driving home from Dallas.
me: Oh my jesus.
a: All in all, 8+ hours in the car with said boss and co-worker.
me: Rav-4's are for dooders.
a: She went from Jag to Rav-4. Don't get it.
me: I feel like I haven't had to do a "presentation" since I was in college. How long do you have to act professional and speak for?
a: Just a few minutes. But it's 25 peeps.
me: You are driving to Dallas in a Rav4 to speak for a few minutes?
a: Combined we have an hour, but boss is doing most of the presenting.
me: And again, is this the lady whose husband went "missing" in Mexico several times?
a: Mmm hmm.
me: Perfect.
a: He bought her a purse as an apology. Apparently that smoothed out their rough patch for the time being.
me: I want a husband just like him.
a: You take it back. You don't want that bad mojo on you.
me: I can only go up from here, bbs.
a: Dude stays up all night playing video games and sleeps all day.
me: Gross
a: Class-A winner.
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