Things I heard today in the office:
"Man, these north face jackets are so sweet, but everyone has the ones in the sweet colors."
"Dude, that’s a little too gay for me. My gaydar just went up."
"Being a bum would be the easiest job. You just do nothing."
I didn’t say anything because I didn’t know where to start. And so I am writing about it on my blog. Lame. But next time there is “bum” talk, I will pipe up. And same for gay talk. I thought once everyone gets past seventh grade this shit goes away. Guess not.
The best thing I overheard today that made everything better was my grandma asking my mom if she had ever seen The Nanny and saying what a hoot that Fran Drescher is.
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I'm of that mindset, too, Melissa. This is temporary and not defining of us.
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