Tuesday, my “co-worker/supervisor” bought me a chocolate shake from Burger King. He mistakenly got me the Supersized one. Well, by the end
of the day I was running if you know what I mean. Today, he bought us in my quad some bagles from NY and they were full of awesome. The problem I had was when one of my quadmates went down to the café and got some cream cheese. Prior to the bagles, I had some pineapples for breakfast. Needless to say, my tummy stopped liking me for the day.
Now, here’s the real funny. After he left, one of my quadmates asked if he put something in the bagles that made us want him because I demanded that he hand me his cell phone and the others wanted his number because
I already had it despite it being in the company directory. Good times. Good times.
