My old manager had called me on the phone to ask a work question. As we were chatting, I mentioned to her that my current coworker said that I wasn't fun.
Her response?
"Of course you're fun! You brought donuts for everyone yesterday. If that isn't fun, I don't know what is!"
She also agreed with me on the feelings of not wanting to go out dressed like a cow.
I rest my case.
It turns out I am fun; it clearly just depends on who you ask.
1 comment:
For what it's worth, I think you're very fun.
Dressing up as a cow is not fun. I feel sad for the person who is desperate enough for a chicken sandwich, to humiliate themselves so much.
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