Thursday, December 9, 2010

Another moronic encounter

A chick at work, who regularly feeds from the vending machine at lunch, declared Mexico to be overseas. I pointed out, tactfully of course, that to get to Mexico there is no sea to cross. She paused for a moment and emphatically declared that anywhere that is not in the United States is considered 'overseas' to her.

Everyday is a lesson in humility. Every single fucking day.

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