I’m Not a Ditz I Have A.D.D, Shitfuck
Last night a bunch of the people at my office went to an industry lecture. During the reception I was shooting the shit with a couple coworkers. I wasn’t completely paying attention, so when Shitfuck Coworker asked me an industry question, I gave him an answer the likes of “seven” when the appropriate response would have been something more along the lines of “garlic chicken.” I do this a lot. Most people chuckle and that’s the extent of drawing attention to my dumbassery.
Not Shitfuck. He smirked and then proceeded to say, “So, you went to a smart people college, right? There are many very brilliant people who come out of that program, right? I mean, absolutely brilliant, and yet…” and he snickered at me.
I’m friends with the other two coworkers who were present at this conversation, and at this point I saw them exchange looks and then draw back in fear. They know I can go from normal to UFC in two seconds.
