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STORY: If looks could kill.
written on Thursday, Jun. 26, 2003

People need to lighten the fuck up.

So my friend and I are heading back to work after getting ourselves some coffee.

I work on the 9th floor, she works on the 11th floor. In the elevator, there were two people going to the 13th floor.

The woman says to the man, "oh, you're all dressed up today, what's going on?"

The man replies, "oh, I just have a client coming in.."

I interject, "oh, he's got a job interview today, he is so outta here."

Deadpan silence.

The woman looked at me as though I had taken a dump in the elevator.

The seriousness of them just made me muffle laughter. I looked at my friend, and she was doing the same.

Once I got out on the 9th floor, I started laughing.

Now there's a couple of people who could use some adult summer vacation!

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