I was cranky one day at work. When Sean came in and tried talking to me I just shrugged, pointed, waved, nodded. He apparently has had a very poor education, as this is what he said.
“What are you, a mine? You’re not talking just hand movements? You’re a mine?”
Sean: Yo, do you know which would be better to get vampire stuff at? Hot topic or spencers?
Sean came out and sat next to me on my lunch. He started talking at me.
Sean: so you ready to give this friendship thing another try to see if we could get closer to a relationship?
I gave him a blank stare.
Sean: yo, you finish that book about me yet with all my quotations? I forgot some of what I said, and I mean I waste it on you I could be using it on chicks and shit. Did I tell you I been shooting pornos? You kinda remind me of a housewife today. Oh I gotta be getting on my journey.
Then he walked to mcdonalds.
Sean: I spent my whole vacation looking for that True Blood drink. I might have to go to New Orleans.
A woman walked by with her baby carriage. She was wearing a small green tank top that barely covered her saggy tits, and made visible her tattoos, including one across her heart that simply said “PAUL.”
Sean, sitting next me, declared, “I bet you can’t wait til you have a baby huh?”
I shook my head no.
“You don’t want kids?”
I shook my head no.
“A lot of people say that until they get knocked up.”
I shook my head in disgust.
“So you’re the kind of person that would kill it? You believe in human sacrifice?”
I just sat there.
“So, if I knocked you up, would you keep it?”
