Brandi (youphoric) wrote,

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Elevator Talk

(Once again, I am alone with two male co-workers in the elevator)

M1: *sighs and rubs his forehead* Maybe I have a brain aneurysm and I'll die so my wife can collect the insurance money.

M2: Way to think positive...for your wife.

M1: Hey, she'd get more money this way than if I waited for severence pay.

M2: How much do you have, like 6x annual pay? How many kids do you have?

And then we parted.
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