Pulling My Chain

Earlier today a co-worker came to my desk and told me that the slacker, annoying woman we took the grad school class with had received a B. I had a little freak-out session. Then the co-worker started to laugh. She was just pulling my chain. Slacker, annoying woman had every excuse in the book during class and during our group project. Her excuses enabled her to get a three-month extension on her final paper. Slacker, annoying woman turned her paper in on the last day of her extension with an addendum to her paper saying “excuse, excuse, excuse”. The co-worker and I are just sure she’s going to skate right through and get a B in the class. Which, naturally, annoys the living shitola out of us. Everyone else in class managed to get their work done and deal with personal and work stuff.

As it happens, while walking back from lunch, my lunch group ran into the co-worker and slacker, annoying woman and their supervisor. We chatted with them for awhile in front of their building. Since our Mexican restaurant closed without notice, we’ve all been experiencing withdrawals. The co-worker told me this morning, after yanking my chain, that she had been to another Mexican restaurant and asked them if they would ever make mini-chimichangas. She said the waiter didn’t speak English very well and it seemed like he thought she was asking for something else–if you think about it with your dirty mind, you’ll know what she thought he thought she was asking for. (Was that confusing enough?)

As we were turning to leave, slacker, annoying woman asked me if I was ready for school to start. I told her I was and then she said she was too–her attempt at sarcasm was lost on me. The supervisor and I exchanged a couple of statements about a course we’re working on and then the lunch group and I turned to leave. I rolled my eyes about the slacker, annoying woman and one of my co-workers did an exact imitation of slacker, annoying woman’s laugh and that made my day. I’ll do most anything to avoid taking another class with slacker, annoying woman.

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