yesterday we had little xmas party, here at work. i was standing with evildeb, admiring the hors díouevres when the coworker who refers to himself as The Man walked up to ask us why were werenít eating the sauteed oysters. i wasnít eating them because they are nasty. but what about evildeb?
e.d.: they have stuff in them.
me: flesh. she doesnít eat meat. sheís a vegetarian again.
e.d.: i used to eat seafood, when i was a vegetarian before.
me: sheís been one before, you know.
e.d.: thatís right. iíve been one before, you know. itís my natural state.
the man: what? vegetative?
me: bwahahahaahaha!!
e.d.: thatís not funny.
me: oh yes it is.
occasionally, i like to answer the unasked questions that those of you who have not met evildeb have on your minds, whether you like to admit it, or not. why do i call her EVILdeb? what makes her evil. ladies and gentlemen of the internet, i give you … exhibit b. evildeb sent this out to a mail list we have here at work, called ìmr. snotty.î
anyone who would subject coworkers to this kind of thing has to be evil.